The new year will be awesome.
|Wandering the country. This is Rt. 89 in Arizona.|
|A still from the film Melancholia.|
The preceding story was a fictionalized account of a real storm. Hurricane Sandy was only a category one storm, but it did a lot of damage in Staten Island. The fictional unnamed island in the story sounds like a place I'd like to retire to. Whereas the narrator of the story awakes to find himself completely alone, I discovered my neighbors were warm and friendly. After dealing with a few people in my life who have stabbed me in the back and in my heart, it was nice to find neighbors willing to help selflessly. The quintessential hard-nosed fast-talking, over-achieving and downright rude New Yorker certainly do exist, but so do the numerous hard-working unnamed and unpaid volunteers helping those without homes. They're the real heroes.