The ride home today reminded me of the quote once made by Judy Garland. We would hit storm after storm all the way home. The skies would darken in the distance, like it was 9 o'clock at night, then it would rain so hard your couldn't see much further ahead of you than the end of your hood. Then the sun would try to come out, and the cycle would start over. Behind every cloud, is another cloud. ~Judy Garland

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