Open Letter to Dallas

I apologize for the rain. It is my fault and I am sorry you have to deal with my issues on your way to work and throughout your now dreary day. I am so deep in 96 hours of "truly dark and twisty/drowning in my own life" that it appears I managed to force all of my misery outward into the universe. It met back up in the sky and is now pouring down over the city. For that, I am very sorry.

That is all.