The Preacher in Front of the Camera
The fender bender probably didn’t help. I reached a low point in my COVID-coping consciousness that weekend. On Friday, I didn’t see a woman approaching from my right at an intersection near my home as I turned left into her path. I was startled by the impact of hitting her driver’s side door, because I had not seen her at all. Having looked both … Continue reading The Preacher in Front of the Camera
