All stories are time machines.

This one says what was on my mind at 5:30 PM on Wednesday, August 8, 2007.

I'm looking out the window at the Ellwood City traffic, such as it is.

The air is thick like a blanket. It's steamy outside. I've never known it to be this hot before.

When you read this, the time machine will already begin to work. It will transport you back to this exact moment and tell you how I feel.

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