November 18th, 2018

caillebotte_man at his window


The destroyed structures map was not updated today, but surely will be tomorrow. I still haven't gotten to the post office to pickup my stranded mail and put in an address change, and I really hope I'll get a chance to do that tomorrow. Today I spent some tedious time making lists of some of the stuff that got burned, for insurance purposes.

I had loads of vinyl record albums and CD's and especially books, and some back issues of magazines, some of them probably valuable, and I'll never bee able to catalog the lot of them, and I doubt any estimate I make of their values will be really accurate, as I never thought of these things as investments but just stuff I wanted to keep. This sort of thing fatigues me, which is why I never did it while the stuff still existed. Reality is adding insult to my injuries.

I get tired far too early. It's barely nine o'clock, and I want to sleep. I sleep for a couple of hours, wake up and worry for a while, go back to sleep, do that a couple more times, and then it is morning, and I don't feel tired anymore but I certainly don't feel rested. That stone must be rolled up the mountain again, so I get up. My advice to anyone considering being caught in a disaster is, don't. You'll have a story to tell some day, but it just isn't worth it.

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