Like a Hurricane

I woke up tired. Hurricane Ian did a number on my area of Durham last night. While we didn't lose power, many others did. There is plenty of debris in the roadways. I've been a bit too nervous to take a look at our back yard. The winds were heavy, and the rain was constant throughout yesterday. I was relieved to see the storm has passed us by for now. Seeing how much damage it did on my street makes the damage Ian is doing along the coast much more frightening.

It's funny. It was like the hurricane was pissed and swung out an arm to damage whatever it could. I've seen plenty of people do that: take a swing in any direction because they are keyed up. I've also seen plenty of people get hurt for things they had no part in. I've been the hurt person. I've also used my words as weapons to hurt others in ill-conceived acts of self-defense.

Why do we do that? Make someone else hurt because we hurt? It's so unnecessary and never helpful. It makes rough waters rougher.

It's misty and messy today. No wonder I'm tired. The storm didn't keep me awake, but it didn't ease my sleep either. I'm not sure I got that deep, heavy rest that the surrounding area seems to be getting today. Power is out for almost the full 30 minutes south commute I have on Saturdays. Without the hum of electricity and with so few cars on the roads, it's incredibly quiet.

The world seems sleepy.

Which makes me want more coffee, if I'm chasing this thought. But I'm switching to tea because it's better on my stomach. And I might just take a nap. The plans I had for today are pushed to later this week. Even though yesterday was essentially a day off, I deserve a weekend. :)