I've not been myself since Thurs., July 26.
I blame the Carr Fire and its smoky straitjacket.
As I type, I pause to listen intently to a helicopter overhead, a sound I used to associate here in Redding with cops in pursuit of criminals who've ripped off something and are on the run. Now I associate that sound with fires. Likewise, if I hear a siren, my heart leaps, wondering if they're fire engines heading to a new blaze.
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