Yesterday on my drive to work, this happened:
So my morning was spent in the parking lot of the Springdale Police Station. Daniel came to my rescue (I was completely fine, and my car was drivable, just dented) and everything eventually got settled. It was my first wreck, and I'm thankful it was a minor one.
Even so, I still felt like my heart could jump out of my mouth for a good portion of the day. It shook me up a bit. So last night Daniel treated me to sushi and we enjoyed a walk around downtown Fayetteville in the beautiful weather.
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