At first I thought it was the faulty circuit breaker, since my apartment was built in the '40's and similar instances have occurred in my short time living there.
But, I didn't have a lot of electrical appliances on, and everyone else's power was out too.
I decided to drive to work, because we have a back-up generator. Radio keeps on moving forward, no matter what. Short of an electro-magnetic pulse, nothing stops our broadcasts.
My commute was a lawless cruise through a Valley with no working traffic lights, a paucity of traffic cops, and people talking on their cel phones as the lanes piled up.
I drove on the median, in the left turn lanes, down side streets and alley ways. I started to like it.
By the time I got here, things were returning to normal. But I feel like I was in the right place at the right time, and I didn't panic.
I am not afraid of anything.
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