I would hate to live in times before electricity. I mean nowadays I can go outside with a flashlight or turn on a lamp in my house, but imagine going outside with a candle or torch? Scary vibes all over. Of course, I don’t go outside at night even now, but…flashlights are awesome. I wish I had one.
Do you have any backups in case of power outages, earthquakes, tornadoes, etc? I have my phone…and I’m sure there are some candles in my house somewhere. Realistically, I’ll survive as long as my phone battery does. After that, I’m in the dark and I’ll probably burn my house down trying to light a candle.
Remember the good old days? I don’t. But I do know that once, flashlights didn’t exist. I don’t personally remember that of course, but I imagine people back then never experienced the agony of a flashlight beam right through the eyes. Change is painful.
Sleep deprivation is a terrible thing. The only thing worse than waking up early is knowing someone else is sleeping in. With that said, my philosophy towards sleep is like Pirate’s: if the sun isn’t awake, I’m not awake.
You know what Christmas lights remind me of this time of year? Fireflies.
…Makes sense to me?
Of all the pain in the world, light in the eyes is probably the worst.