Lately, I hadn't had one of those vivid dreams I've been experiencing. I just awoke from a nap to one in which I was walking with two unidentified companions, male and female, and looked up and saw a cumulus cloud I could almost reach up and touch. I came wafting down and I soon recognized it as a huge piece of styrofoam apparently torn away by the wind. I'm pretty sure the root of the dream is my concern that the floating book shop will be sidelined on consecutive days, tomorrow by wind and cold.
Despite the rain, I accomplished some minor chores, the more important one being the recovery of several articles I wrote years ago and saved on a floppy disc. Staples has computers with that capacity. The customer simply sticks a credit card into a slot and logs in. The exchange is on a timer. I was getting a bit nervous, as I was unable to figure out how to email the entire file in one shot. I decided to attach the articles individually. The final tally was three bucks. The rate is $12 per hour. If my math is right, I was on the machine 15 minutes. One of the pieces is about the many deaths of Exchange employees in the year following 9/11. A friend loved it, read it periodically, and was upset at losing it when his computer crashed. I sent it to him as soon as I returned home.
I noticed fliers in several languages about storm recovery assistance on lobby door. I hope it doesn't encourage fraud. I'm sure the people who lost cars in the underground lots were taken care of by their insurance companies. The other victims were those on the first floor who suffered flood damage and most likely had no coverage for such an event. No one I spoke to, no matter how old, had ever seen the streets turn into rivers. I don't know how anyone else would be eligible, but whenever government is involved fraud follows. It deprives people who really need help, like Adrian, a cashier at Stop n Shop who is about 70, I'd guess. When I didn't see her for two weeks I knew she must have been hit hard by Sandy. She lost everything, spent days throwing it all away and repainting -- and then was told to leave by her landlord. Her eyes glazed as she related this to me. She has spoken to representatives from FEMA. Hopefully, they will help.
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