I never throw anything away, so I've got a lot of weird stuff in my car. There's a history textbook and 'Incidents in the Life of a Slave Girl' by Harriet Jacobs back there right now, along with a random work hat that I'm mystified by, because the one I actually wear for work is on my head in the picture.

Wow, that's really weird. I wonder where that came from. My falling apart apartment building is in the reflection, on the first clear day in several weeks.