I was driving to work this morning when I looked to my left in a grassy area. There appeared to be a figure in a black hooded robe with a scythe in his hand. I did a double take and looked again hoping it was not DEATH. It turned out to a maintenance worker in a black hoodie working on a weed-eater.
Dodged the bullet for one more day.
Grateful for each day! Glad you came home tonight.