The weather wasn't bad on the surface, last December twenty first. It's the damned high humidity that seemed to zero in on my back pain. I recall that day very clearly, in that I recall that I slept during most of that day. I'd completely forgotten that it was then end of the world. Even when some odd folks claiming to be some sort of Christians put this Horsemen Crossing sign ten feet from my house. You'd think after having to see that thing for months, I'd have remembered the big day.
I think the problem is that the Mayans, who predicted the end of the world as a recreational sport, and the Christians, didn't put their heads together on this one. As far as I'm concerned, I'd have likely been smitten or whatever in my sleep.
Anyway, I still have that sign to look at.
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