We lost power for six days.
So many lost so much more.
Yes, it made me realize that I have a coffee addiction and a hatred of cold showers. And yes, we had a standoff with the summer heat and its’ blatant disregard for the New Season in Town and the scent of pumpkin spice that surely permeates the air in these parts by now.
But as I was standing in my pitch-black bathroom last night, at the end of Day Six, with nothing but a solitary flashlight, I took pause. It IS possible to simultaneously yearn for electricity (and all the modern comforts that come with it) AND inhale the tranquility of a dark, quiet space.
Now, I am not necessarily suggesting you go off the grid for six days – but maybe for six minutes? Maybe, for a mere six minutes, sometime in the near future, you can create a dark, quiet escape, and just breathe.
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