I’ve driven through, cowered from and other times been completely oblivious of their presence –
Or was too tired to haul my aching body down into the cellar –
I still remember the green-tinged-dark-purple, churning horizon, that tried to clue me in to what was really going on –
I can still recognize the smell of something a tad more risky than rain on the way …
And, after this week…
(and the past month of reading about the heartache of others in the middle of this nation)
…I thought you should know –
I Get It –
Sometimes – –
and other times?
I only know what’s going on because an email or phone call arrived…
“Are you Okay?!?”
Yup – why do you ask? Did I miss something…again?