I just went outside. And I realised the worst place to be in
storm-struck NYC right now is actually twitter. From what I was reading on the
internet, I was expecting to see powerlines down, freak winds and a ghost town
of a city. As it is, the corner shop opposite is still running, people are
still driving, the postman is still delivering and the wind and rain are
battering down like one would expect them to in a usual storm. I realise it is
going to get a lot worse than this, what with Sandy on his way in a couple of
hours, but for now, I'd quite like the current updates to mirror what is going on right this minute, rather than what I should be expecting later. Everyone's getting frightfully ahead of themselves! My room doesn’t have an outside
window, so I have no frame of reference other than news channels and twitter,
and, when the storm gets heavy enough, sounds from what hits the roof. I was
bracing myself for the power to go out any minute, and me to be on my own, in
the dark with candles and books until at least Tuesday evening. I was getting
ready to wallow! I’m now going to take a break from the terrifying news
narratives and settle down to a nice calming episode of Middlemarch. Aaahh, Mr. Ladislaw ...
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