I've been following your trip up the East Coast for a few days now. It seems like you're having some fun, stopping by the Outer Banks for a little surfing and checking out the naval port of Norfolk. Did you meet my brother in Virginia Beach? He thinks you're a bit frustrated with the way things are going in our atmosphere - what with the extra CO2 and all - and that you're taking it out on us.
At any rate, you did appear pretty angered out there in the Atlantic (at least, that's what The Weather Channel said). Your progress up the coast has been slow and I'm thankful your animosity has lessened a bit. You've been pouring out your soul, soaking the people of North Carolina and Virginia.
Up here in the Boston area we're all ready for you. I hope you vent a little more of your feelings up here because I think we all need a reality check. I've heard that you'll be a tropical storm when you arrive, a mere hissy fit as opposed to the temper tantrum of a few days ago. Go easy on us but show us a little ferocity. We need to see that our actions have affected more than just the atmosphere.
But please, spare my sunflowers (only one of them has been bungee-corded to the fence). They're so pretty and tall. I've been caring for them all summer and I'd love to see them bloom a little longer.
Sincerely,
Your loving coastal creature
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