First off, yes, I am alive.
So this past Sunday, before the big tornado hit nearby Moore on Monday, a tornado almost hit us where we live. And I reaaaalllly do mean "almost" there. That sucker came about five miles from our house. There was a real possibility that we could have been seriously hurt.
And yesterday, well, there's no words.
The massive super tornado that literally decimated the town of Moore occurred a mere half hour from my house and only ten minutes from my work.
I worked last night, too. And I was going to leave super early so that I could chill out at work and read comic books and use their wi-fi. I was going to jump in the shower at around 3:00 or 3:30pm but I was watching tv and being lazy. If I had left when I wanted to then there is a good chance that I would have been in Moore and on the I-35 WHEN the tornado hit.
Frightening when you think about it.
Last night my family and I stayed the night at my in-laws house. I slept on the floor. Didn't get the best sleep. My back still hurts.
But at least I'm alive.
Fuck the midwest.