It started with rain.
Then the mosquitoes.
Then more rain, which at least sent the mosquitoes into hiding.
Then a nightmare that was so horrible I was asking others in the dream, "Is this real? Is this real?" And, when I awoke into reality, it took a while to convince myself that actual reality was real.
And then there was more rain.
"I need to leave," I told myself. Not that I blamed the place I was camped (other than the mosquitoes, rain and fog). I just needed to be on the move, doing something other than staying out of the rain.
But there's rain all over the region. So I'm parked at a Safeway until my hotel room is available. Big splurge. Climate control and a hot shower. Happy July 4th weekend.