•Firstly, I slowly reevaluate my life and sink into the darkness devalue of my existence that is centered around no access to electricity.
•Then I walk outside my room and turn on the lights and into the restroom, only to remember that power outage=no light. “Well that’s alright, I’ll just my tee— Oh.” Internal screaming
•Water bottles become the best source of running water, along with no-internet games until my phone dies and with it my soul. We also use this outdoor propane/gas burner for food if the power is out for long because of a storm, as well as use candles that ignite life brighter than my dying hope for this world. Drawing, communicating (ew, I know) , and sleeping are the pastimes. I guess you could go to a friends house, but that would require friends.
