Gray for a Rainy Day

It could be the weather, but for the first time in a couple of weeks I woke up in a panic thinking that the house was falling down. The difference this time is that once awake, I didn't stop panicking. Even as I showered, got ready, fed the cats, and walked to my car, the whole time I felt as if I should be ready to bolt the second the foundation began to slide. I was actually planning how I would get into Dave and Milt's place if Dave weren't there and get Milt to safety.

I hate the city. The wall has not been started. SPF and I have to sue, and I hate litigious America. Why won't this end? When will someone do something?