"Who's gonna pay attention... ?"

On the drive home yesterday, I couldn't help but to remember the last time I covered those same highways.

The previous trip found my foot to the floor and the biggest lump ever in my throat. The woman with whom I felt I was rapidly falling in love was awaiting news on a potential health scare and I was terrified at the thought of losing her. At that moment, I think I was more afraid than at any prior time in my life.

I guess it's one of the moments (of which I have more than my share) that seem ridiculous in retrospect, but which still somehow leave a mark.