Home Sweet Home
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It's very relieving to come home to find that the worst damage to my apartment was a month's worth of dust. No broken walls, no shattered windows, no holes in the roof, no looting. The physical damage all around town seems very minor: some broken glass, a foot-wide pothole in one of the roads, a dinged up building here or there. It's hardly noticeable compared to the road construction and crumbling ruins that are par for the course around here. People are wandering around the streets, hunting for spots where ketushas hit. I got home on Sunday night, and I've been staying inside mostly for the past couple days, delving into hermit mode in order to decompress from all the excitement of the past month.
With any luck, I'll have time tomorrow to give a good recap of the whole visit from Mom and Dad, Seth and Rachel's wedding, World Pride, and assorted other events of the past few weeks. But for now, I'll try to get to bed at a reasonable time.