Tuesday, September 5, 2017

The Fear

The Fear.  That's what I have.  I am becoming more and more catatonic.  PTSD.  I understand it a bit more now.  There is nothing I can do.  It strengthens.  The weather reporters say it will be a Category 4 hurricane, and my house is still a bullseye.  I have a tree over my bedroom, a monstrous thing.  I will call a tree guy today to have it trimmed.  I did that last year.  It still looks dangerous.  In the stores, shelves are empty.  I've never seen people take a hurricane this seriously before.  I guess it has to do with Houston and the images they saw from there.  This is a slow motion nightmare that should not arrive before the weekend.  My mother says there is another one behind it.  I sit and stare at things despondently.

There is nothing to do but wait and prepare.

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