I began to wonder, what are we all hurrying for?

When I finally got to my apartment, of course the elevator wasn't working, so I had to climb up a lot more stairs than I wanted to. When I opened my door, I was greeted mostly with a dim blackness. There was no hum of the refrigerator, no blinking VCR light, and no LED clock on my bedside table. Everything was black, and silent. I opened up the windows to let in some light, but that was fading fast. I realized I had no bottled water, no candles to light, no batteries for my battery-backup clock radio, and even the battery on my laptop was dead. I felt cut off from the world, and lost in my own apartment. I didn't want to open the refrigerator, because I didn't know how long the blackout would last, and I didn't want...
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