My stomach is rumbling and my bladder is ready to burst but I’m relieved that the traffic has dissipated. It is almost 4:00 p.m.
and all I have had since breakfast is coffee and water. I’m so hungry that the slushy road reminds me of a smoothie. I see a beacon of hope ahead — a convenience store sign.
My stomach and bladder begin to celebrate but as I will soon find out, the celebration is premature. The clouds are getting darker as I pull into the parking lot and maneuver into a disability parking spot.Read more on themighty.com