One by one, the lights are going out.
It has nothing to do with the hurricane. It’s just that we’re renting this house, and its lightbulbs are old. They’re old and in these really fancy fixtures that require a screwdriver to open and a ladder to reach.
And we have neither of those things.
So every time a light goes out in our house, it’s just like “Oh well! There goes that one!”
Anyway, so now there’s a hurricane outside and no lights are on and I’m creepily sitting by the window typing on a laptop that’s bizarrely functional, and my point is that 21st century life is weird and 21st century 20-somethings are failures.