It’s Raining A Lot

Last year around this time, I got into one of the worst accidents I’ve ever been in. I don’t remember the crash. One moment I was driving along on a rainy, wet road going about 30 miles per hour, and the next moment, I was waking up surrounded by smoke, with a giant canvas draped around me and my glasses knocked askew.

The giant canvas turned out to be a quickly deflating airbag. If anyone knows anything about airbags, it’s that apparently they’re really, really expensive, and once your car deploys it, most likely the car

  1. Won’t work
  2. Will soon be gone forever

I still can’t decide what’s worse: being in an accident that wasn’t your fault or being in one that was.

Scratch that.

It’s definitely worse when it’s your fault. As I was to find out a few months later when my insurance rate, like, skyrocketed.

The point is. I hated the rain. A lot.

But that was a year ago. A year of driving with my eyes glued to the road, so focused I can barely talk to the person next to me. A year of gripping the steering wheel, and slamming on the brakes at the slightest change in speed. A year of heart-attack anxiety whenever I got into the driver’s seat.

And now? I guess it’s not so bad, but mostly because I get to wear boots and coats and scarves again.


Listening to

Between the World and Me by Ta-Nehisi Coates

This is a wonderful read for literally everyone who is not-white, and everyone who is white, or anyone who has ever not belonged.


The Color of Magic by Terry Pratchett (Book 1 of the Discworld Series)

As a self-proclaimed fantasy-obsessed nerd, I am ashamed that I have not read this book before.

Obsessed with

This library extension app (for Chrome)! When you’re browsing books on Amazon or Goodreads, the app will pull up a(n on-page) list of books available at your public libraries. It’s literally what I’ve been searching for most of my life. And when I say literally, I mean literally.