Some feelings, like that of being huddled amid thousands of Stevie Wonder fans in the sweltering heat, unable to pee but incapable of caring because it's Stevie Wonder and it's Jazz Fest and it's New Orleans, are difficult to capture in words or pictures. For all the other feelings, there's my latest blog post.
After all the stress, fear and worry, I never got to the scary part.
It's the same as it always was. The difference is, now I'm thankful.
Then one day I stepped out to see, my fear of this island had been swept out to sea.