Then Came the Rains

Irene by NASA

After several flight delays in Chicago, I arrived to my new home in Washington, DC on June 10th at 2:30 a.m. in the middle of the pouring rain.  Exhausted, sore, and soaked, I found the key under the door mat, opened the door and fell asleep for what seemed like several days.

Two months later, I still feel like I’m just waking up, still sore, still soaked, waiting for Irene to hit.  It’s been steadily raining all day, but just a steady rain, nothing more.  No lightning, no thunder, no strong winds.  Just rain that doesn’t let up, never ends.   Reports say the worst is yet to come.  But it’s quiet now, almost too quiet and still.  There’s some satisfaction knowing she’s far away from this, in another part of the country, safe with family.  At least there’s that.  And although quiet and still, and sore, but dry.


About Deeda's World

Curious world-traveller, democracy promoter, rule of law upholder (kind of), graphic novel (okay, comic book) fanboy, coffee addict, and above all else, proud father to a wonderful daughter, who calls me "Deeda". Her hip version of Dad. Full Legal-Like Disclosure: This blog is about me. My world.
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One Response to Then Came the Rains

  1. Hang tough, young man.

    When can you come back to visit the Midwest? When can we visit you in DC? Will you be in town over Xmas? Mary & I are thinking of taking a long drive somewhere …

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