Being up here, in cozy Amherst, I had no idea how bad things were in the devastated areas affected by Hurricane Sandy. I went home the next weekend, and on my way my parents called, begging to buy gas cans and fill them up to bring home. Bringing six gallons of gas from Massachusetts kept my basement from flooding for three days.
The state was in a chaotic state. As funny as that sentence sounds. People were screaming, honking and fighting at gas stations. Malls were overflowing with people trying to escape the boredom they were experiences. Homes, including mine, were the temperature of the outside, which happened to be 45 degrees. It was horrible.
As strange as it sounds, I was finally happy to be coming back to Massachusetts. I'm usually sad and upset, and already homesick the second I step into the car, but that ride home was sweet. However, now I am excited to be going back for Thanksgiving to the inches of snow on the ground that refuse to stick here in Amherst.
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