My power went out at around 7:30PM tonight. I remember in the states that when the power would go out my roommates and I would frantically look for candles (which we usually never had) and then would settle in the living room couches or our respective beds and lounge. There were no computers, tv, or other distractions, so we would be left to our own devices of keeping one another entertained the old fashioned way. Those moments were always few and far between, but it would always be refreshing; almost as if being forced to idly sit around was a welcome change to the monotony (and rigor) of daily life.
When I lost the ability to read, I lit a candle to continue reading, however, due to the increasing winds I had to stop that. I looked over to my left and noticed that the sky was lighting up every few seconds and figured this would be a good time to enjoy nature. I blew out my candle, grabbed my iPod, rearranged my pagne chair to face my screen door, and drew back my curtain. As I settled into my new location and a wonderful view of the lightning storm outside, I smiled to myself.
This is partly the reason why I wanted to join the Peace Corps: The ability to take myself away from the worries of daily life to just enjoy my surroundings. Faint wisps of the scent of rain come blowing through my house with the breeze. The sound of distant thunder can be heard from miles away, reminding me of the big rig trucks rumbling through the paved road. And, of course, Mother Nature’s own fireworks display with lightning bolts streaming across the sky momentarily blinds me as my pupils need to readjust themselves. I sit there for two hours, enjoying the music, the cool breeze, and the seeming simplicity of life when you can strip it all down.
Little things sometimes can make life that much better. When I was working, there were a few times I would stop by a local bakery, buy a dozen donuts, drive to a friend’s house and would gorge on the donuts while watching sports updates and end the night by playing a few rounds of a video game.
I just hope I remember to take a step back every once in awhile and take a breather. Life is life: Worrying just gives you wrinkles, white hairs, and an unfriendly disposition.
When I lost the ability to read, I lit a candle to continue reading, however, due to the increasing winds I had to stop that. I looked over to my left and noticed that the sky was lighting up every few seconds and figured this would be a good time to enjoy nature. I blew out my candle, grabbed my iPod, rearranged my pagne chair to face my screen door, and drew back my curtain. As I settled into my new location and a wonderful view of the lightning storm outside, I smiled to myself.
This is partly the reason why I wanted to join the Peace Corps: The ability to take myself away from the worries of daily life to just enjoy my surroundings. Faint wisps of the scent of rain come blowing through my house with the breeze. The sound of distant thunder can be heard from miles away, reminding me of the big rig trucks rumbling through the paved road. And, of course, Mother Nature’s own fireworks display with lightning bolts streaming across the sky momentarily blinds me as my pupils need to readjust themselves. I sit there for two hours, enjoying the music, the cool breeze, and the seeming simplicity of life when you can strip it all down.
Little things sometimes can make life that much better. When I was working, there were a few times I would stop by a local bakery, buy a dozen donuts, drive to a friend’s house and would gorge on the donuts while watching sports updates and end the night by playing a few rounds of a video game.
I just hope I remember to take a step back every once in awhile and take a breather. Life is life: Worrying just gives you wrinkles, white hairs, and an unfriendly disposition.
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