unfinished:i am
My family made it home alright, of course, though not before driving through a deluge in southern NC on their way back up to Chapel Hill. My dad called me at 12:30 last night, very atypical for him, but I appreciated hearing that they had made it home okay.
Where do I go from here, God? Anywhere? What do I do more or differently than I am doing now? I feel at the mercy of any unfortunate event that may happen to come along, and at the mercy of many a very ordinary one, like bills and obligations and such, but I know I’m not.