The rain hasn t stopped yet, and now it s been days. At first it was comforting outside my window. Now I know why Seattle has a higher depression rate than the rest of the country.
Environment is really what it s all about.
This stuff, however, is the real thing, just like the flood this summer. Saturday My transmission, rebuilt, glides along as Dad drives, making sure that it s actually fixed. He didn t tell me that he wanted to drive my car he told Mom. I don t know. She threw her hands up.