Needless to say when I fell asleep at 6 p.m. I assumed I would wake up to a fairly normal world. I was wrong.
I woke up in absolute darkness. I immediately grabbed my cell phone and checked the time. It was only three in the morning. Outside it sounded like a monsoon with terrible crashes of thunder and lightning.
I checked weather.com and what does it tell me about my area? Partly cloudy…
So I sit here with my scented candle. Awake, bored, and slightly frightened that the gale force winds will destroy my place.
Could this be my final post? Written on a cell phone, by candle light…
When I got home from work at 5:14 p.m. I took a second to wonder if I actually imagined the entire thing, since my two alarm clocks (yes, two because I never hear just the one) were both flashing 5:16. I looked closer and they were flashing at AM, which made me realize something.
I realized that since the power went back on, they would automatically go to 12:00 a.m., which meant it must have come back on around noon. So my place was without power for about 15 hours.
And apparently it did not really storm anywhere except Crafton. I honestly live in some kind of hellmouth.