So, I think we dodged a bullet here, and I’m not reporting from Oz, which is a relief. It was a little scary for a while there. I’m sure this won’t be the last time. I spent years in OH deathly afraid of tornadoes, and I guess it’s my lot in life now. Even hurricanes don’t scare me as much as just the idea of tornadoes. I was seriously ready to kiss my ass goodbye.
All that excitement conveniently put me off my exercising, so I just did a few laps, while thinking about one more reason I’m glad I live on the ground floor, in case I had to head for the dungeon. There it’s just a matter of not drowning in a flooded cellar, rather than the horror of getting launched into a worse midwestern state. “I f**king hate space!”, as Avasarala might say. I can deal with a lot of water.
Look, the sky is clearing! Is that sun?! Or is it just the calm before the next storm? One never knows here in MO. I’m so relieved, I think I’ll drink early. Cheers! To living another day.