It's early afternoon on an average Thursday. A gale has come up from seemingly nowhere. The sky is dark, thick with cloud and red dust. I doubt there will be rain today. Palms are bending backwards like you see them do in cyclone footage on the television and I wonder how long before one comes down on a line and puts the power out. There's a buzzing weirdness like electricity in the air. The dog doesn't seem to notice and is happy napping on the couch.
