When the power went down and I'd been without internet for over a week, I shouted at mama across the yard onto the porch because shouldn't it all go down that way?
"Mama! Is this it? The end of times?"
"No, Shea. A tree fell across a power line."
Today I am grateful for perspective.
And internet. I do hereby claim AT&T as my new love.
And YouTube.
And Kobe Bryant.
And the rain that fell that day.
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