Washed Out

Yesterday, with the best of intentions, we got on the road to Brooklyn. After one minute, I knew it was a mistake. The rain was coming down in torrents and the roads were slippery. The backsplash of water from other cars was blinding. After a few minutes of driving, I made the decision to get off the parkway and take the streets home. It was disappointing but sensible. I put safety first and made the right decision. There is always next week.