8-8-18

I finally made it to Atlanta to pick up Dan from the airport. 10:28p.m. 

I thought I'd die every five minutes as huge tractor trailers whizzed past me, as I plowed through inches of rain, as the sky lit up with lightning going every which way, as I tried to switch lanes only to discover cars that weren't supposed to be there. 

I will NEVER do this again.