On the Road

[newman]

It took us an hour to get out of New Orleans. The bridges across Lake Pontchartain are missing or damaged, We spent a lot of time not moving, while my heart wanted to floor it. I felt like Lot's Wife or Johnny Blaze. Looking back would kill me; and I knew the armies of Hell were behind me.

You haven't missed a post. I haven't talked about New Orleans. I may not.

Packing up in Waveland, I left behind everything that was too dirty, used, or that could be used by anyone else. I figured out what I'd need for the drive home -- one morning in NOLA, two mornings on the road. I woke up this morning and realized I shorted myself a day. The mind's a funny thing. I tried to magic myself home one day earlier by packing one day less of stuff.

Home soon.

Comments

[new-man.livejournal.com]

If anyone tells you "the emergency is over" they are lying or uninformed. Send as much help, money, and good wishes as you can to the people of New Orleans. The city has been destroyed.

[vettecat.livejournal.com]

That's been my impression but I'm sure one can't truly comprehend it without having been there. I don't know how they can rebuild but I sincerely hope they will.