As always, the 1st comes around once more. Thank you, ma and pa. I rely on you. You don't know it, but I do.
I've got a full tank of gas. I have a cooler of bottled water. I have another full of food. My back seat is full of canned beans and bags of chips. My flashlight has batteries. My face is shaved.
It's going to be a good day. The storm seems to have missed me. It's time to move forward again.
Chicago, here I come.