Let's chat for a moment about things not going as planned. Last Tuesday morning, just as I was about to hit the snooze button on my alarm for the seventh-ish time, my phone rang instead. It was Ben. He said something about a car accident, rear-ended, but he was okay. Thank god. I was so relieved...until I saw the crumpled wreckage of our brand-new, less-than-a-year-old car that was supp[...]
