Ten.Two Thousand, Three Hundred & Ninety-Four
- How in the world could I possibly be up before the alarm? 
- All black. 
- The sound of the water hitting the roof of the car and the windshield. The rush of the muddy river water. Thin streams of water ripple across the pavement. 
- But, the thing is that at the end of the day, we always say that we miss the people. So, maybe it would be nice to be with those people? 
- I tell them I have PTSD from the last time I had a Caesar salad. I can only manage 10 or so bites. 
- The meaning behind the comment is what is irritating. 
- I think about how he said it wouldn’t matter what they did, it would flood anyway. And it’s flooding. 
- More rain. Heavy, heavy rain. Rising waters. Sliding rock. 
- This is what I want to see every single day. 
- Clamps. 
