Hurricane

All the sudden it's like a storm is raining down on the six of us, like all the laughter and singing and drinking and sometimes falling/tripping and ripping new holes in our stockings or waking up with no voice and random bruises on our knees has been put on hold for a large category five storm. The weather channel did not warn us and the storm took a sharp left turn; we are New Orleans, equally unprepared and shocked.

The six of us always have something going on, after all, this is life. But this week it seems different I guess because these aren't petty things, like falling down and ripping holes in our stockings. Okay, well now that I think about it, one of these things is totally trivial. Aside from that [one] thing, everything else is worthy of filing under extremely important.

Luckily some of us are headed on vacations next week to recharge our batteries that so easily get drained by living in New York City. The rest are looking towards their vacations later in the Spring. I haven't decided if going through hard times collectively will make us stronger or weaker; it seems like it's easier to lend a hand when you're not holding your own umbrella. I guess time will tell but until then...let us board up the windows and prepare.