Director of Intent

December 2, 2009

Against a Guardrail

It took me two hours to get home today, largely because a mangled mess of steel, polycarbonate, and person was being cleaned up off of a guardrail. The smell of the flares is still hanging out in my driver's side nostril.

I finally got home and my boy showed me his newest trick of sticking his tongue out and laughing when I did the same. Thank God for huge favors in small packages.