I Drove Through The Apocalypse
Hey you see that storm outside your window, readers in the northeast? Guess what? It extends for the entire fucking stretch from Boston to Scranton, PA.
Seemingly inescapable from bad weather this year (Governor’s Ball), I just made the 5 and a half hour trek home with over three hours of it being in rain. An hour or two of that being in torrential downpour.
And my power is out at my house.
I’d like to apologize for whatever I did, God. But I certainly didn’t deserve this. Joke’s on you though – I’m still alive