Saturday, November 10, 2012

Week in Seven Words #144

I had meant to post this earlier in the week, but better late than never...

The first time I step outside after the Frankenstorm, the air is cold and raw, like breathing ice crystals.

Early Sunday morning, the lines at the grocery store spill out the door.

Flickering lights and rain lashing the windows, but thankfully no flooding. No long-term loss of power. Unlike other parts of the city and eastern coastline, which are unrecognizable now.

Young kids have a hard time focusing on multiple details. I see it during a game of Dominos where the child pays attention to one feature or number but overlooks another. Juggling details simultaneously is tough.

I want to smack the people who go online to tell everyone that the coming storm is "hyped up" and that there's no need to evacuate or prepare for it in any way.

People clustered at the library looking for a warm place to read, sleep and use the Internet for the first time in a couple of days.

If they lose the first game, they tell me it isn't fair if I win the second one too. Even if the game is purely chance, a matter of how the dice land, they still want me to lose somehow, to appease their notion of fairness and make things right with the world.