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in which I am grateful it's not worse

We are miles and miles and miles from the nearest fire (40 minutes in one direction; 45 minutes in the other) but we live in a valley and the air just collects so everything is thick with smoke and my eyes burn and it hurts to breathe.

But online I have friends posting images flames--an old high school friend shot video even as they were being evacuated, it looks like a giant, glowing fireball in the sky, shrouded by the trees.

So, what I'm trying to say is I feel crappy, physically speaking, but it could be so much worse.

7:45 pm - 11.10.17

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