I drove home from downtown up here under the blare of tornado sirens. I was searching frantically on the radio for news, to see if I should stop at Fisk and take cover. The rotation was way south of me.
I feel like I freak the fuck out about weather, but I have to tell you, having sirens go off in my neck of the woods–which to me means “take cover; immediate danger” when the threat is nowhere near me? It’s making even me, worrywart of the century, complacent.
We need to be better able to pinpoint which areas just need to keep an eye out and which areas need to get the fuck in their safe spot.