Spent the morning at RDU waiting for three different flights to Philadelphia to take off. None of them did. So sad to miss Kim's wedding.
Walked in my front door to the sound of tornado sirens, followed by black skies and sudden downpour. Through the back windows I watched my neighbor's rainwater barrel flowing out at the seams.
Now the sidewalks are slick, the ground is heavy, and my weekend is unexpectedly, bizarrely, open.