here comes the rain again
Jan. 12th, 2004 07:50 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jdmkleinThe rain has finally stopped, but not until after we had three rivers of water running across the living room floor. Our best guess is that when the building was being cleaned, sandblasted, the cleaning crew must have blasted a bit farther into the building than necessary. At any rate, we have water drippping down the walls with such force that you can sit across the room and hear it fall onto the floor.
The rain has been replaced with fog. Again, fog so thick i can't see across the street. This morning when i got up, i couldn't even see the median. Master called when He got to work this morning and advised me not to go 7th ring road if i go out today. He saw 6 new accidents since coming home from work yesterday. Three rolled cars and several more than two car accidents. The sand is so fine here, that is sluices over the road like a mud river when there is a heavy rain. The mud is viscous and can grab a tire and pull the steering wheel right out of the driver's hand. Of course, there always have to be some idiots who think today is not their day to die, and they could be right, but that doesn't mean today isn't their day for an accident. They feel compelled to drive over the speed limit and weave in and out of traffic. i have halfway decide to stay home again today. There are some things i want to do, and things i want to get, but i'm having trouble deciding if they are worth the stress.
The fog has brought a migraine. i haven't mentioned it to Master. i don't like Him worrying about me like that. i just remembered i do have on 'magic' pill left. i must find it and take it.
One of the nice things resulting from the fog is the sound of the fog horns. Even with the windows closed, i can hear them on the container boats and tankers. It is an amazing sound. Every bit like the description one reads in haunting love stories, or mysteries. And a bit more. Hard to describe, but i love the sound.
In just the time it has taken to write this, the world has gotten brighter. The fog seems to be lifting. The world is still grey, but at least i can see all the way across the street now.
The rain has been replaced with fog. Again, fog so thick i can't see across the street. This morning when i got up, i couldn't even see the median. Master called when He got to work this morning and advised me not to go 7th ring road if i go out today. He saw 6 new accidents since coming home from work yesterday. Three rolled cars and several more than two car accidents. The sand is so fine here, that is sluices over the road like a mud river when there is a heavy rain. The mud is viscous and can grab a tire and pull the steering wheel right out of the driver's hand. Of course, there always have to be some idiots who think today is not their day to die, and they could be right, but that doesn't mean today isn't their day for an accident. They feel compelled to drive over the speed limit and weave in and out of traffic. i have halfway decide to stay home again today. There are some things i want to do, and things i want to get, but i'm having trouble deciding if they are worth the stress.
The fog has brought a migraine. i haven't mentioned it to Master. i don't like Him worrying about me like that. i just remembered i do have on 'magic' pill left. i must find it and take it.
One of the nice things resulting from the fog is the sound of the fog horns. Even with the windows closed, i can hear them on the container boats and tankers. It is an amazing sound. Every bit like the description one reads in haunting love stories, or mysteries. And a bit more. Hard to describe, but i love the sound.
In just the time it has taken to write this, the world has gotten brighter. The fog seems to be lifting. The world is still grey, but at least i can see all the way across the street now.
