How Mick Mars Became the Hero I Didn’t Know I Needed, Or: How The Dirt Gave Me the Warm and Fuzzies

My life came to a halt over the past week due to a painful Dysautonomia flare.  That’s actually quite dramatic, as the cadence is more likened to an infuriating rush hour traffic roll.  But regardless of our individual circumstances, life continues in a modified manner and we go on.  However, by Sunday I was on …