Because we are irresponsible and lazy to the core, we eagerly anticipate calamities, tragedies, and disasters, which are a legitimate, even noble and civic-minded, excuse to abandon duty and give ourselves up to the present.
So we await the hurricane and its respite.
Other times we are struck by the sameness of our days and the tedium it inflicts. We become detached from the world around us and pull in, lost for hours at a time in glazed daydream. In our minds lurks a fascination with the powerful and terrible and, sometimes, the amoral and unintelligible. These bring us focus when we are diffuse.
We plan to weather the elements in a t-shirt and shorts.
Worst is when we grow apart from those around us, prejudicially convinced of their mediocrity and inability. The weather and things like it push us together, and we are made to distinguish ourselves from the stereotypes we too often imagine and fall into. That which we can not control becomes a foothold.
We expect many others to join us and be carried away in the wind.