The Library: "Sorry Seems to Be the Hardest Word" by Elton John
I'm not in a very good head-space right now. I just walked through my parent's neighborhood. It's depressing. The people I grew up in front of--friends, family, police officers, teachers--lost everything during the hurricane. If you don't follow my Twitter (why not? it's fun), you haven't seen the photo they took of the bottom of their hill.
That road is one of the major roads in the town. Everyone with a house at that level was forced to evacuate their home Sunday morning. Part of the next town's dam broke because of the heavy rain and heavier winds, flooding low-lying streets and pooling in this neighborhood. The water rose for hours after this photo was taken, rising about another two feet before the weather calmed down and the drains were able to start routing the water away. The roads slope down to right below my parent's house. Foundations gave way, cars were destroyed, and houses were filled with water through to the first floor. It's a disaster.
I walked around the neighborhood and couldn't even say anything to these people. I think I was in shock. The streets are lined in stoves, water heaters, dishwashers, couches, clothes, instruments. bookshelves, computers, and everything else that was ruined in the rain. All I could think of was this song. It's a great song that you should have in your collection and, conveniently, gets into my psyche pretty well right now. At least the general sentiment does.
Thoughts? Love to hear them.