In 20 minutes

For 20 minutes, all of the modern luxuries (except running water) that we have today were useless. We lost power. It was that simple, something took a power line down and we were centered only around ourselves. And those 20 minutes were the most productive of my long weekend. I could of had my Dad help me with our broken Wifi sooner, or pulled out the generator, or gotten my tablet fixed sooner, but none of that crossed my mind, the only pessimistic thought that crossed my optimistic sleepy mind that morning was that I couldn't have eggs and toast for breakfast. I had Cereal. And in those 20 minutes I picked fresh flowers for my room and arraigned them, I feed out neighbors cat, and got about half of my school reading done (I wont tell you the title because it is going to be the next book club book). I think this power outage came at the perfect time, as I (and hopefully you too) am reading 'Riding Shotgun" I got a tiny, tiny glimpse in to how Cig felt, kinda not really.