When the dust settles

It was just as if a hurricane had passed.


The merciless pounding stopped,

     and everyone began to come out of their makeshift shelters,

          wandering bleary-eyed into the streets,

               looking at the destruction around them,

                    assessing what little they had left of their friends, and social lives, and dignity.


And they began to talk to each other,

     wondering aloud,

          putting into words the thoughts they were all thinking...

"Did that really happen?"

          "I can't believe I made it. There were times when I didn't think I would."

               "Can it actually get worse?"

                    "I'm not sure anybody would understand what this was like if they didn't see it with their own eyes."

Yep... finals for the term are now done... and another semester is over.

Time to enjoy the precious few weeks of recovery before it all starts again in January.