By Danie B
Dear Power Companies,
I’m a prideful person, so begging is not really my thing, but desperate times call for desperate measures.
It’s been 7 days, 16 hours, and 30 minutes since I lost power, and I’m nearing my wit’s end.
I had to throw all of my food out, the air in my apartment is humid, thick and stale, and I’ve learned that cold showers are a punishment that I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy.
I’d like to think I’m a good person. I give back when I can, but if this is karma for some wrong that I’ve done in the past I am sorry!
Hopelessness is the feeling of completing a painfully cold shower only to become sweaty again in the process of drying off. Despair is feeling the sweat droplets forming on your eyelids because of the energy you exert while blinking.
Seriously, I didn’t even know the backs of your knees could sweat until this past week, and I have not clue what I keep hearing rustling in the darkness outside my window.
So power companies, lets make a deal. Are you hungry, thirsty, do you want a girlfriend? What can I do for you to restore my power because I’m not sure how much longer I can sit outside in the dark waiting on you to make a move. I mean, have you seen the size of those possums out there?