What I saw when all the lights went out

Do you know quiet? I mean REAL quiet? I’m not talking about the low murmur of your house late at night. No matter how many lights you turn off, there’s always a subtle hum in the background — your refrigerator, the alarm clock on your bedside table, or even the hushed purr of the air conditioner unit alongside your house. No, I’m talking a far more primitive quiet, the silence found when not even the power lines near your house are carrying precious wattage. The sound of being truly “off the grid.” I experienced this Monday night.

It started with a distant rumble, just a few delicate raindrops, but it ended with a shift in perspective that caused me to reexamine a few things about the way I live. Not bad for an ordinary Monday night in rural Rusk County.

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