You know, I came here and I was going to write about some substantial stuff today. Not as weighty as rv financing perhaps, but some stuff I have discovered while writing my morning pages over these past several weeks. By the way, if you aren’t doing them, I can’t recommend them highly enough. Lots of good processing there.
Anyway, instead, by the time I got to this screen, I realized the air pressure must already be dropping due to Earl, because I am suddenly very sleepy. I’ve had my full quota of coffee, and I have no other explanation for my sleepiness, so that must be it.
Those of you who live in a hurricane prone area will already know what I am talking about, but for the rest of you…..it feels different when we get a storm. Even before it hits, when it is still hours away, it becomes very quiet. You go outside and the normal little sounds are gone. I was in the yard this morning, and a drink fizzing beside me sounded like running water. Everything is just tamped down. And it’s very still. Even when the wind blows, underneath is a stillness. The sky is blue enough to look at, but the air tastes gunmetal grey. And sometime, usually in the middle of the night, so that you wake up surprised, chaos begins.