It was windy last night, and this morning the power was out, knocked out sometime before dawn.
Wickedly, one of my first thoughts was that with the router down, I wouldn’t be able to get on the Internet. No emails to read or answer, no intrusions from Facebook. A morning to do whatever I felt like, not what anyone else might be asking.
Even now, typing the words, I can feel my shoulders going down, as I think about crawling back into bed and reading by the light coming in through the window...
Oh, and the significance of all those phones? I bet if any of them were hooked up to a landline, they’d work, even if the power were out.
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