Overview

Sometimes I take a step back and look at my life and think:"What happened? How the hell did I end up here?"
If you had told me a few years ago that on June 11th 2012 I would stand on an overpass and look down at the highway between Detroit and Chicago I would have politely pointed at my forehead. Yet, there I was. Wondering why all the cars going west were white and all the ones heading east were black.
And if those clouds look a little oppressive, it's because they are. Tomorrow should be cooler. Thank heavens for that :/