slip slidin' away

On my way home last night: 2:38 according to my car clock, in another county, the roads were very slick from the ice-snow mix. The wind was high, and so my car was a little plastic toy on an ice rink. I had to slow down, as I felt perpetually fishtailing. It was odd, since the roads weren't that bad in "Winter".

I was again reminded of the many things plaguing me:
place closer to work,
outstanding other bills,
get different car,
study for work test,
and more ...

Rest, not sleep but quality rest, is elusive. I did sleep, but had stressful dreams. I will settle down sometime and really rest.