I’m ready to go home. I miss my home. I miss my life and yes, I have to admit, I do miss going to work as well. I miss the certainty of it all. I like adventures, but this flooding is not an adventure I like nor enjoy. I suppose this is what people feel like in wars where they are forced to evacuate their homes and seek refuge elsewhere.
Almost four hundred people have already died.
Some die from tripping and drowning, others from electrocution, or some from health problems. I suspect too that all this stress from watching flood related news in order to find out if our house will be flooded or not is causing significant psychological distress.
Now all I want is to get flooded and get it over with. Dear water, just flood and begone.
This flood has also reinforced something I’ve thought about before and that is to just live your life before it’s too late. You never know when you are going to get flooded and die. In fact, you never know what is going to happen. A few weeks ago, I was still happily going through life not expecting this national crisis we are currently in. I think ten million other people were too.
Now all that has changed. So if you want to do something, do it. If you want to say something, say it. If you want to dream something, dream it. Do it all before it’s too late dear friends. Who knows. Maybe there will be no tomorrow. Live each day like it were your last.