We’ve been without power for 26 hours now. Part of Gulf Breeze (just south of Pensacola) got it back early this morning, however, so I’m able seek refuge from the heat, humidity and lack of internet connection at another house. The bridges are reopened too, so I can finally leave the isolation of this peninsula.

Thankfully, damage is not bad here, but I’ve seen some of the same pictures everyone else has, so I know that downtown Pensacola flooded.

A few thoughts on powerlessness:
- Don’t you hate it when the power’s out, but you still flip the light switch every time you walk in or out of a room and you instantly feel both foolish and disappointed, as if there was a brief moment of hope that the lights might actually work?
- I made a grand sacrifice and finished the ice cream in the freezer before it melted and went to waste. Someone had to do it.
- Generators frighten cats.
- I’m going stir crazy.