change

When I first came here, the place was very beautiful, and very terrifying. Everything was pitch black, the buildings creaked the trees stood tall, bare and ominously. walking home was hard; going down a dark path to a dark cold house with nobody to talk to and not a sound to listen to, save the whistle of wind outside. Its strange how comforting electricity can be. though I would gladly trade that comfort for what we had during the outage. with no power, no tv, no stoves or internet or heat there came companionship. there came the need for conversation, for closeness. 

Now, nearly 2 weeks after having power, some of the people I had come accustomed to seeing so much, I see much less of. In fact most of my days even when working, are spent alone. this is not usually by choice. to cure this electricity-induced disease of anti-social thinking, I have made it a point to revive an old art: simply stopping by to say hello. It may seem an insignificant and even strange concept especially in this day and age. Ive found that people are somewhat amazed that you actually took the effort to come by and simply say hello, and instantly there is a sense of companionship about the room. often Ive been invited to stay for dinner or for some future event while "simply saying hello" It never hurts, and it almost certainly will make you a friend.