What I am most thankful for

This is about a week late, but I want to leave this thought here.

A few years ago, I had the awesome pleasure of visiting Bali Indonesia during the fall season. It was spectacular. On one of the days I was there, it started raining. A slight drizzle quickly turned into sheets of Godzilla size droplets. The streets were flooded within minutes, so much so that I was forced to seek shelter in a small salon to enjoy my first and last third world mani and pedi. Until that day, I had yet to appreciate that the storm drainage system of Los Angeles is so inconspicuously functional. And for that, I am most thankful.