It was all over the news that some hurricane was heading somewhere. Or was it a cyclone? What’s the difference again?
I am so out of touch with what is going on in the world. Nelson Mandela was in hospital and I found out two days later. I really just don’t care. I mean, I don’t wish Mr Nelson ill, I’m just way too self-absorbed right now to care about other people’s problems.
I heard of this hurricane about to hit some place, maybe Australia? And I related. I felt like I was Australia and something was about for flip me on my back and do a tap dance on my face.
And it got me thinking about someone that told me that I embrace tornadoes. I was really really offended. Like really.
But now it’s got me thinking.
Maybe I do.
Maybe I feel more normal in difficult situations. Maybe I was placed in tornadoes from an early age, and this is why I function in them.
I’ve been living in a storm for years, and then when I got to do the weather forecast, I chose tornadoes. Because that’s what I know.
But as soon as I'm caught in a storm (yes I'm riding this metaphor all the way to town), I am totally miserable and do everything I can to find or build shelter.
Doesn't really make sense, does it?