We almost drove to Clare tonight but then decided to just get up and leave in the morning instead.
Maybe NOT going tonight saved our lives. Maybe, if we had gone tonight, something terrible would have happened.
Or, maybe, not going tonight killed us because something terrible will happen tomorrow. I know that's awful to think about but it's just the way I think now. I can't help it. Actually, I don't find it that awful of a thought but from an outsider's perspective, it probably seems awful.