Shortly after I finished writing, the internet returned. Our isolation was short-lived, and of course, for its very brevity, cherished.
The Darkness
Thoughts about writing, and the universe.
Shortly after I finished writing, the internet returned. Our isolation was short-lived, and of course, for its very brevity, cherished.
Words like trees 
Fun to see your handwriting, Jimmy and to glimpse into your world this morning.
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I handwrite all my writing so the best I can do to connect with this is to think on the memories of the cherished silence when power goes!
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When our next-door grandson was little, his parents would bring him to our house when there were heavy storms or tornado warnings because they didn’t have a basement. They didn’t want him to be afraid of all storms, so we called those shelter-in-place times Storm Parties. We lit the candles and hurricane lamps and had snacks and played games. We had toys that he only played with during Storm Parties. Happy memories.
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