I'm enjoying the e-mails I received today about how much fun my classmates had at the reunion event I skipped. I regret the choice somewhat, but not enough to have chosen differently. It's good to remember sometimes that I cannot do everything.
The rain today made for a charming lunchtime drive. I rolled over the older bridge over Lake Ray Hubbard into Rowlett. I made a mental note to visit the small historical museum. Then I drove back to work.
