Typhoon A-Coming

I feel the pressure push down on me. It’s presence sits on my mind, my body.

I am heavy with it.

We are not in its direct path but we will feel its wrath out on the fringe. I’m not worried but my bones warn me it won’t be pleasant.

I will fill bathtub with water, buy non-perishables, bottled water, charge batteries.

I will not tape windows.

It will pass as all things do.

I will wait for its weight to lift away from me.