I survived car crashes (two of which I was in the driver seat).
I survived the Washington, DC sniper.
I survived major surgeries, and those surgeries of loved ones.
I survived a 6-seater plane pendulum-swinging through the air and flopping about while flying through a black cloud on its way to Boston.
I survived the police finding the remains of a congressional intern's dead body in a park only steps from my backyard while DC politicians were taken into custody and the media swarmed around my apartment building.
I survived the anthrax scare in Washington, DC.
I survived 32 years, so far.
I do not know how I'm going to survive this week at the office.
Hang in there. Starbucks Ventis and an occasional walk through the Public Gardens do wonders.
ReplyDeleteMy ventis have been my lifesaver this week! And believe me, a good run (or two or three) is on my calendar of things to do this weekend.
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