Tuesday, September 17, 2013
The Eastern plains of Nebraska are just now coming out of the mundane leftovers of the rain that murdered the Colorado Front range. Here it was eighteen hours of light mist, about two and a half days of gray. It made me oversleep work today and overall I've been in a moody and lethargic sort of mood with a weirdly low appetite. I know it's fucking perverse to mention how what for us is a non event has affected my precious sensibilities but there it you have it. I know that Greeley, Co has been hit hard and I have cousins who live outside there, slightly more than a football field away from the South Platte river. I've internet messaged them about their state and have received no reply. If something truly awful happened I'm sure I would have heard by now. There are a couple reservoirs between there and my hometown of North Platte so I can be assured that place at least will probably be unaffected. Me, me , me, me, me right? Take care now.