I’ve always had a thing for weather.Not the polite kind—the afternoon sprinkle on your windshield or the thunder rolling off somewhere near the horizon. No, I’m talking about the kind of weather that gets under your skin. The kind that hums with voltage. The kind that feels like the planet taking a deep breath before it decides what happens next. Hurricanes have always been that for me. They’re chaos and order intertwined—fluid, elegant, and terrifying. I’ve stood through the