It’s a strange moment full of anticipation and anxiety over here —

the only things fuller than our apartment with its multiple towers of boxes are the ominous gray clouds, all about to burst with hurricane-level rains.

I can’t wait for the pressure to release, for Florence to wipe Silver Spring off the map and to wash us ashore into a newly assembled apartment on New Hampshire Avenue with our two best friends sitting with us at our dinner table 🙂