Figuratively speaking, I'm picking at a scab.
I checked and found out that the house I used to live in is within an evacuation area in Southern California.
I lived on Palacio Place in Rancho Bernardo from age 2 1/2 to 7. Fires are at least near there. Near my first elementary school, too, Westwood Elementary a little bit north of there.
There's nothing I can do about it, and it's a place I'll likely never see again, and my weird feelings about the fire can't compare to those of the people who are EVACUATING their HOMES, and the firefighters fighting it, so I shouldn't be dwelling on it.
So the best I'll do is say that I hope the firefighters can finally contain it.
Maybe there needs to be a wall. A huge extendable wall that rises up (maybe out of the San Andreas Fault or something) to the east of Southern California to block the Santa Ana winds.