Britney

There’s a hurricane coming to New York. Since I experienced the same thing last year with Hurricane Irene, I’m pretty sure I can predict what’s going to happen this time: since I live in a safe zone, I probably won’t be affected much by the storm, except for some rain and wind. Regardless, all trains and buses in the city have been shut down, and all public schools are closed (especially mine, since it’s in one of the danger zones). A lot of my friends have been forced to evacuate their homes. I probably won’t be able to go outside for a few days.

No school and staying inside might sound fun, but it’s really not. After a while, everything feels stuffy and you just want to go out and talk to people face-to-face instead of telling yourself jokes.

I spend the day gathering things to keep me interested for however long I’ll be isolated. I round up some zines, collage-making materials, my Tamagotchi, my DIY toolbox, magazines, and pipe cleaners. I manage to craft a somewhat wearable badge while listening to “Psycho Killer” by Talking Heads on repeat. Then I go to my room, and spend the rest of the day on my computer, sending good-luck vibes to my less fortunate friends who have to leave their homes. ♦