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April 18, 2013
I saw the storm when I walked into my bedroom. A wall of dark grey hovering over the storage facility, gas station and factory in the distance. It was slowly moving this way. I drove to work in it, feeling sluggish due to the rain. It was mid afternoon and the air was warm. I could hear the muted sound of rain and thunder as I made my way to the back of the store, into the cold training room. Later, I delicately peeled the plastic from orchids and placed them on display, fielding questions from customer wanting to chat.