the dark ages

Well this is fun. I wait in the darkness until the rising of the sun. The winds have been blowing with gale force. Trees slice through power lines without remorse. These wind storms are such a lark. I can see my cat smiling at me 'ha ha, i can see in the dark!' Only two more hours until the light. But these storms aren't giving up without a fight. This is like camping in my own house, my own bed. Stuck in the deafening silence of the blowing winds inside my own head.