As I woke up on Sunday morning in New York City after Hurricane Irene, I was disappointed. Why? Because naively, I wanted to see what a “real” hurricane looked like. Now that I’ve seen these before and after pictures, I’m embarrassed for feeling like that. The pictures are gut-wrenching.
A hurricane is a hurricane is a hurricane. They’re all bad. And someone somewhere has to rebuild their lives from its destruction. Some cities dodged the tidal wave sized bullet, others weren’t so lucky. I hope everyone can come back from Irene. And I really don’t want to ever experience a hurricane.