wooden table under a palm tree. I'm the only
in sight at this rustic place on the ocean's edge, sipping ice
from a paper cup. Oh, and I've
sea spray in my nostrils - that's right, not choking
smoke: gorgeous, divine sea spray. You can't
good that feels (or maybe you can).
is disrupted. Something unexpected
(Boy! Is that the understatement of the century, or
what?) which unceremoniously put many erstwhile
(and of the
of other people in the North Bay) up for grabs.
Cliff House Inn on the Ocean, Mussel Shoals, California, USA
To be sure, the North Bay's commerce (of which I consider myself to
part) is in a
of almost total standstill.
have vanished overnight. Literally.
and instantly dried up.
When I first confronted the unavoidable impact of the North Bay
(which I had ample
to do as I
away from it,
flames getting smaller
and smaller in my rearview mirror)
it occurred to me I would have to assess its impact on my
affairs, as will surely all Napkins (which is what we,
the people of the
call ourselves: Nap-kins →
As it turns out, it's a blow. But it won't impose significant
hardship on me (that, after careful calculations brainstormed with
advisor). Rather what's up for my total reassessment, is the
That's very inconvenient I say ruefully. Yet there's a great deal
in it. Before all this, things were going along in a very nice
direction, thank you very much. I had no plans to change anything.
That's what's inconvenient.
also is my own inconvenience, on a scale of 1 to 100, is at about a
17 - whereas others' is at about or above a 110. I
don't know what I'll do
But I do know it'll be whatever's
So that's what I'll do.