The sound of blood as it pumps past your ear drum is the loudest when no background noise is produced.
That is what I woke up to this morning, as the lack of electricity was absent in the walls.
It was loud; I went to church. The usual congregation filled up the seats, minus a few commuters.
After a wonderfully delicious and warm mint mocha I was pumped and ready to rock.
Christmas shoppers poured into the mall today; I was one of them. As I perused the complex of consumerism I was stopped by a foreign woman with a kiosk full of hair straighteners. She exclaimed "Oh dahling, what wonderful hair you have!" I thanked her with a smile and a bit of my Irish charm. Soon after I found myself sitting down getting my hair straightened, and listening to the offer that we both knew I would refuse, for I was not in need of a straightener, but simply enjoy the feel of someone touching my hair.
Wal*Mart is closed today. I found that out while pulling up to the parking lot in need of batteries. It's a shame, for I now sit in starbucks for the use of their a/c outlet and wifi. I do suppose however that this is the way God intended us to live, and we just need a sacrifice of tree limbs and electricity to notice it. As far as the power issue goes, I'm not too worried, for maybe I can study for finals now. Or maybe I'll enjoy a good Sudoku.
Stay warm, and remember-if the powers out, call Andy Haut.
Peace
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