It happened again. Like it always does.

I have a lot on my mind these days. I'll explain it all another time, because, like always, I'm in a hurry. I'm ready to leave this city, I'm ready to get married, I'm ready to start my new job, I'm ready to cut my losses, I'm ready to cry all night long, I'm ready to keep living in denial, I'm ready to stay right where I'm at.

It happened again last night. The sky turned purple and the clouds rolled by without noticing the world below it.

I-45 North near Spring, Tx.