I should have written this when I came home early Thursday morning from Orlando but I was too tired. I should have written this after work Thursday night, but I had a meeting to go to and didn't get home until about midnight.

So I'm writing it now. On my drive home from Orlando, beginning at about a mile south of the first toll on south bound 528 just after you get off 417 to get there until about five miles before you get to the junction of 520 and I-95 I spotted three sets of deer.

I'm not sure why seeing them made me so happy but it was like an instant shot of glee when I did. I only wish I wasn't driving so fast as it was just a flash. Grazing along the side of the road as if people like me in our killer cars didn't exist. Bucks, Does, and Fawns. It made me feel like something divine was smiling at me.