Where Every Scroll is a New Adventure
I don’t normally share stuff like this but I have no other outlet for it, so why not? I don’t normally claim or believe I have PTSD. However this morning driving to work a big rock hit my windshield and made a loud noise and chipped the glass. I was immediately 12 years ago in Afghanistan on a pretty shitty day. This is the first time I can say that’s happened to me. My heart rate spiked, I ducked, and was looking for where fire could be coming from… fucking weird experience…
Bathtime for the ♠️-King and ♣️-Jack