Letter from a Blackout Wimp (AKA MC with my ability to live life)
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I have become the typical NYC Agoraphobiac.
When I learned that most New Yorkers are agoraphobic, I would have never believed it.. until we had the blackout.
I have no one but myself to blame as a single woman.
God could not make a more perfect night to fall in love. The pick up lines were written in the fact that you could see stars in the city for the first time. Everything seemed more romantic since everything was lined up in candles and laughing and the neverending amount of sweaty bodies walking around aimlessly in the dark. Strangers became friends. Friends became best friends (if they had flashlights,water or food), and I'm sure best friends were getting it on somewhere in the northeast corridor. I have read that after the blackout in 1977, 9 months later there was a rash of "blackout babies". I'm sure history will repeat itself. I wish I could do it again. Maybe I wouldn't have been so wrapped up in being scared of the dark. Maybe I wouldnt' have been so cranky that day. If I knew I would miss the blackout so much I would have jumped into the romance.