I get no visitors to my little journal. Maybe I should change the name to something like zen.

It's just a loosely arranged group of experiences that frame my fascination with synchronicities, dreams, and human experience.

There were a few interesting synchronicities with the storm. Two weeks prior we had a speaker who talked about disaster preparedness. She had been through the hurricane Katrina. I had missed the speech - out at another event, but within a few weeks we had a storm with hurricane force winds. For my paper this quarter, I chose in October the controversy over the benefits of CISD and psychological debriefing. After the storm, I was able to get an extension to complete my paper (it was almost complete) and take my final.
At work they offered CISD to those who chose to participate. It's just odd, because really, I had never heard of it prior to October when I was scouting around for a topic that I could use to discuss statistics.

The disaster really heightened my awareness of the emotional context of the controversy.

Did I do well? Hard to say. Last night I dreamed I failed the class, scoring poorly on the paper and exam. But I am sure that I did fine on the exam. The paper felt right to me, but depends on the expectations of the instructor, who may have wanted to see a graph for the tabled data. I did indicate that my choice not to graph was because visual data seems more memorable to me, and my report was about poorly sampled data and studies that should not be grouped together in comparisons. I thought a graph was just a bad idea.