It's overcast here.
To be overcast due to a hurricane is the closest I've ever come to a hurricane. It might rain too. I'm finding it difficult to look away from the window, as though any moment destruction will hit my tiny city. As an extra quirk, I keep imagining myself climbing on my roof and shouting out my hellos to Rita. Somehow I doubt my neighbors would understand my quirkiness, plus I'd probably fall through the roof.
I really should move to the country, at least then I wouldn't have to worry about the neighbors. :)