My internal clock must be askew this week. For the past three mornings, I get to the MARTA (Metropolitan Atlanta Rapid Transit Authority) platform just as the train is pulling out. I usually hit the station by 7:40, but for whatever reason, that time has varied by as much as 10 minutes all three days this week. Humph. Just sorta throws off the whole day, ya' know? Obviously not my week to play the lottery.The upside was a hint - just a hint - of fall in the air as I walked from the station to the office. It has been hot and humid, but with no rain, of late here in aptly-named Hot-lanta. I hope fall just sweeps through and blows all the yuck away. I'm ready for cold weather.
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