The only sound was the low ringing of silence . . .
I sat up in bed and discovered that the power was out. It was three in the morning, and although the streetlights were on, our electricity was out.
This happened late July last year, and the height of summer, in the sweltering heat, and most of the town was celebrating their annual festival.
It's interesting how much we rely on electricity. Without it, there is no internet. No computers (well, we can still work on our laptops, but if we rely on going to the internet or cloud for anything, we're screwed).
Growing up, we used to spend a lot of time at my grandparents' cabin in northwestern Minnesota. It was so close to Canada, we could walk to the border. There was no electricity, no running water. If you needed to use the bathroom, for us males it was either pee in the woods or drop your drawers in the outhouse. I loved it out there.
Imagine what your life would be like, even for a few minutes or hours, or even days, without electricity.
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