As I got back on the freeway, the setting sun peeked through, sandwiched between the horizon and the still dense cloud cover. Heading out toward the east, I was treated to the apocalyptic vision of a purple-black sky adorned with an exceedingly bright double rainbow. My exhilaration grew as the thrill of my great fortune slowly sank in. Had I been twenty feet from where I was at the time the twister hit, I would be dead. You know, I haven't thought about declining Medicare reimbursements even once today.
Carpe diem .