LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT!!
While writing a paper about the power of returning to life in nature to heal oneself for my West in American Culture class, the power went out.
I screamed, I cried, I did an unhappy dance.
Then I thought of the irony of writing a paper about getting back into nature, leaving civilization and all of its hindrances behind, while crying over losing the electricity that that very civilization is based on. Perhaps I should enjoy this SIX HOURS of no electricity and attempt to get back to nature myself, in a sense, I thought.
Then I thought how much I really did not care to "get back to nature" in the popsicle-person inducing snowy coldness and how much I really wanted to "get back to functioning indoor plumbing because my goodness a girl has to pee sometimes."
So, I'm sorry Pat Anderson, but I failed at returning to nature because I can't live without my blowdryer. And um yah heat tends to be a plus too. But could you please give me an A for surviving the power outage, anyhow? And bake some more cookies. Please and thank you.