I've had a crazy morning involving tow trucks, the Baltimore City impound,
and other such worldly stresses. I am writing this from work, where I am
rushing to complete my reports and critiques for my program office at
school. But I know it doesn't compare to what the families of those who
died in the plane crash are feeling. So one way to look at this is, hey, at
least we got the car back. We made it to work, we got our work done, and
we'll take care of things, life will go on. Not such an easy thing for
these people to say right now. Please, keep them in your thoughts/prayers.
And let's hope nothing else happens on this Friday the 13th (gosh, I feel
superstitious for writing that, when I'm usually not, but these past couple
of days have been exceptional, no?).