I wake up with a curse, and race out and down the 2 flights of stairs.  By the time I get there, the boom sounds.  

Nobody feels like talking.  We’re all in pajamas and half awake.  Yes, we’re functioning, but in no mood to joke around.  

Most of our neighbors are either at work or  too frail to descend.  They have chairs in the hall that most of the people in the country rely on.  

And it just occurred to me that some of the people who came down yesterday were gone today – either they left for a safer place or they stayed in bed.