Okay, last post of te night. I promise.
Casey's up in Thousand Trails, where she's been all summer long. Well, we just so happen to be in Southern California, where the fires have been burning. Today, it was pretty insane; my living room was bathed in goldish-orange light, and outside, it was even more goldish-orange. It was snowing ash and everything.
She texted not long ago and said that she can actually see distinct flames. It's snowing ash still and everyone's waking around with surgical masks and bandanas over their faces. She and her mom are toughing it out for now, since nothing's burning too closely, but they're probably going to come home early.
Nevertheless, I'm hoping they're okay.
I'm also praying in an upward motion that my uncle isn't going to be called up. This statement requires an epic amount of explanation, doesn't it? Well, I'll explain the latter part right now. The first part is for a completely different day.
My uncle's a firefighter — captian of the Kern County Fire Department, in fact.
Wow, some explanation. A whole sentence!
Okay, okay, enough writing. I won't write anymore until midnight at least. You know, a different date. ;)
[Peace, Love, Joy]
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