It did not feel fine.
In fact, it felt so scary and so confusing, I had to phone a friend. I had to run through a disaster plan in my head as I tried to make sense of it all.
I woke up in complete darkness.
The house was not empty when I went to take a nap. Now it was deserted. It was dark. I could not find my alarm clock, my lamp would not turn on. There was a powerfailure. I looked out the window and saw nothing but darkness.
I tried to make sense of it. I had gone to bed when it was light out. I had been awake for 32 hours. At 3:00 in the afternoon I was finally ready to go to bed. Now, I had no idea what time it was, if I had missed going to work, and where anyone was. Logically, I concluded that the world had ended. I wandered around the house nervous and afraid. I had no idea what I was going to do.
Finally, after minutes of searching, I found my head lamp and subsequently my cell phone. I didn't know who to call. And as I hit my address book, I went with a close friend who lives nearby.
"Hey Tracy". I breathed a hefty sigh of relief as he answered the phone.
"Hi, it's dark at my house, are my roomies with you? What time is it? What day is it?"
We chatted for a few minutes. I felt better, but still distraught.
With the help of my LED headlamp, I wandered around the house lighting up my path one step at a time. Checking the windows I noticed our street and the street behind us were without power.
So I did what any smart girl would do, I went back to bed. I sat and thought about how I was going to take a shower and get ready for work without power. After what seemed like an eternity, but was probably closer to 20 minutes, I heard the gentle whir of electricity. The clock radio flashed 12:00 impatiently. I flipped on my bedroom lamp and got ready for work.
Shortly after that, my roomies returned home. And I was happy to know that the world hadn't ended after all. Finally, I felt fine.
In fact, it felt so scary and so confusing, I had to phone a friend. I had to run through a disaster plan in my head as I tried to make sense of it all.
I woke up in complete darkness.
The house was not empty when I went to take a nap. Now it was deserted. It was dark. I could not find my alarm clock, my lamp would not turn on. There was a powerfailure. I looked out the window and saw nothing but darkness.
I tried to make sense of it. I had gone to bed when it was light out. I had been awake for 32 hours. At 3:00 in the afternoon I was finally ready to go to bed. Now, I had no idea what time it was, if I had missed going to work, and where anyone was. Logically, I concluded that the world had ended. I wandered around the house nervous and afraid. I had no idea what I was going to do.
Finally, after minutes of searching, I found my head lamp and subsequently my cell phone. I didn't know who to call. And as I hit my address book, I went with a close friend who lives nearby.
"Hey Tracy". I breathed a hefty sigh of relief as he answered the phone.
"Hi, it's dark at my house, are my roomies with you? What time is it? What day is it?"
We chatted for a few minutes. I felt better, but still distraught.
With the help of my LED headlamp, I wandered around the house lighting up my path one step at a time. Checking the windows I noticed our street and the street behind us were without power.
So I did what any smart girl would do, I went back to bed. I sat and thought about how I was going to take a shower and get ready for work without power. After what seemed like an eternity, but was probably closer to 20 minutes, I heard the gentle whir of electricity. The clock radio flashed 12:00 impatiently. I flipped on my bedroom lamp and got ready for work.
Shortly after that, my roomies returned home. And I was happy to know that the world hadn't ended after all. Finally, I felt fine.
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