The calm after the storm
It’s great to be home, to not be thinking of Ike, to be contemplating the weekend and a Turkish party at Swirl on Friday, a fun party at friend’s on Saturday, a long bike ride on the North Shore Sunday morning with the MS group I’m riding with in October. But there is this incredible weariness in my bones – just like a tired I can’t seem to shake and I think it’s post-storm calm.…