I should have seen it coming.
Last night, on our ride home, T and I marveled at the moon. It was big, bright, and....terrifying!
Ok, so at the time it wasn't terrifying. It was actually quite beautiful. One of those 'beautifuls' that assures you of God's presence and reminds you that you are but a speck in the vast universe.
...or maybe that was just the Bible study talking....
Either way, it was only foreshadowing what was to come. Unfortunately for me, I didn't realize that until it was too late. It's like in those horror movies when the young, beautiful, unsuspecting girl is about to open the door and you keep yelling at her not to, but she doesn't realize that opening a door that leads to a dark basement, in an empty house, with creaky floors, in the middle of the woods, during a thunderstorm was probably a bad idea until its all over and done with.
Yeah.
Today was just like that.
It had all the makings of a good horror story: