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Monday, 28 January 2008

The storms that have been terrorizing California are gone. It is now a bright day outside, something which I haven't seen for about a week. I know that I can't complain about the weather when considering other locations, but during the worst night of the storm it was like a small hell had been unleashed in the air. On that awful Saturday night, this general area had lost power due to the winds. I was intending to bring up my powerful smartphone device to work on story notes, but I failed to do this. Instead, I braved the weather by walking to my car to get my MP3 player.

It was there when I realized that the darkness is powerful under the overwhelming sound of heavy wind. There was an element of fear, as I could no longer rely on the general "silence" of night to ensure my safety. I was even surprised by the blurred sight of blackness that was my cat inspecting my car-related actions. I quickly returned to the house, but I was already at the alert. As I navigated the house using my phone as a light source, shadows played tricks on me. I was not frightened, but my eyes were much quicker to catch the vague shadows of objects dance around as I moved. I don't know what kind of excuse my mind was pulling to equate the shadows with danger, but I was nervous anyhow.

There is also beauty in darkness and wind. I took my MP3 player and laid on the couch. I suppose I was intending to play music while I worked on my notes, but I suddenly felt like it wasn't the time to be working on literature. Instead, I listened to the music and laid there as the music flowed into my ears. Something about music is enhanced when you lack visual stimulation. My ears could detect more, and my mind was very receptive to the sound. In normal situations I am quite judgmental with music, but in the darkness I became softer and gentler. No matter what I listened to, however, the sound of wind had been laying somewhere in the background of the music. It made sure that I was always aware of its strength and dominance.

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