Bad microburst hit the neighborhood. I had to run out in the marble-sized hail to rescue my frightened porch cat and take her inside to hide under the bed, while the house shook and leaned in the terrible wind. Now, the neighborhood looks unknowable: trees tangled up in each other and the power cords, soil and shingles and broken leaves everywhere. The power finally came on at 6 am this morning, so now I'm writing this, and then, leaving town to revisit my 20s.