The Perils of Hurricane Season: I am Alone

Each hurricane season causes a surge in general anxiety with the South Florida public. Home Depot and Publix are descended upon. Bottled water and canned foods become hot commodities. Gas stations have lines longer than Disney, and FB circulates the most hilarious of storm memes. The National Hurricane Center become front and center for the world to see. Then there is me.
I live alone. It is rare that I am in an actual relationship. The few friends that I do have are all in relationships or something of the sort. For my own sanity, staying with my family is completely out of the question.
I do not think constant criticism in the middle of hurricane force winds is appropriate. My home is where I shall stay by my lonesome. It is the first time that an approaching storm has found me in such a position. One has to wonder about the state of affairs in which I find myself.