and then there was darkness

For the first time in all the years that I have lived here, before and now, this is the first time my room is dark. Total blackness. And only the soft lights of the DVD clock are left to illuminate my room.

Tree limbs shifted and swayed in years of breezes to make a guide wire rub into a hot wire until on day they met in a small explosion, a quick rapid burst of fire and a cable split into two. It lay in the yard for sometime. I watched it to see if there would be fire. I watch it to see if it would suddenly snake to life and begin to crawl toward me to offer some burst of energy to illuminate me personally. But, alas, it was the dead side of the wire lying helpless and cold. He came and picked it up, taped the ends with me watching curiously at his quickness. Black electrical tape kicks duct tape’s ass.

He wound it like a rope and then also taped it to the pole. It looks to me like the rope resting on the saddle of a cowboy. He said they’d be back to reconnect the light some time. I said no rush. He said but someone wants it and I said yes but she’s long since left this neighborhood. Long since dead and in the ground I thought to myself but kept it there lest he think me cold natured.

So I am off to crawl into my bed in this newly found darkness to hide in and maybe sleep easily with out the blaring light from a twenty foot pole overhead to shine so bright through my bedroom blinds. Maybe.

So ask away…

Anyone who reads this is welcome to ask me 3 questions, no more no less. Ask me anything you want. Then please go to your journal, copy and paste this allowing your friends (including myself) to ask you anything.

In keeping with form, I’ll reply in a comment with my answers.

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