I creep out of the house in the darkness. The silhouette of the clouds over the Atlantic greet me. They are barely visible as dawn approaches.
Onto I-95. The heater has cleared the condensation from my windows. I realize as the sung rises, that I am exhausted. I want to close my eyes. I want to drift off to sleep, desperately.
This court hearing is a big deal. Watching the turn and sequence of events that have led to this day has been consuming entire days. Trying to prevent, divert, and correct the inevitable-because it is my job. I could very well be held responsible for the failure as well. I'll be able to update you in a few hours. Until then, hover your foot over the brake pedal and be prepared.