Honestly, I wasn't going to write about yesterday until tomorrow simply because so little happened. But then last night happened. So here we go. Yesterday, in the office, quite boring. No responses at all. Still. The only slightly exciting things to happen were related to food. First, when I intended on going to buy a sandwich, it was thundering and threatening to storm. So I came back to quickly grab my umbrella; as I was about to leave, though, a huge crack of thunder rumbled through the city, and I decided, ya know what, I'm not that hungry. Which was a good idea, in the long run, because the second thing that happened was that my coworker got her money back from some ATM issues. She was incredibly excited, so she went out and bought all of us in the office room dessert. So, I got a phenomenal berry cup (buttery, bread, dessert cup, filled with a delicious cream, covered in blueberries, raspberries, and a blackberry). Oh good god, it was phenomenal. Seriously, you just don't have this kind of dessert in the US. It was delicate, light, but sweet enough and tarty. Most of the US desserts are way too heavy and sweet, which is why I typically don't eat dessert unless it's ice cream... It's just everything made in the US typically is far too sweet. So yes, loved it.
But after that, nothing else happened. I went home, bought myself a doughnut on the way home (once again, light, delicate, delicious). I actually drew on my tablet at home! And I have a good amount of it done, so I think I should be able to finish it tonight and start drawing something else. Which would be quite amazing considering how long it has been since I've had a finished piece, no matter how simple it is.
And that was my day. Went to bed around 9:30, exhausted, and I have no clue why.
But then, 4 am rolled around, I was fast asleep, and I was woken up by a storm. You see, in Poland, I sleep with the window open. I have no air conditioning; in fact, most private homes have no air conditioning. It's not worth the price and effort for a few short months of heat. So, the open window provides wonderful ventilation. Though, the storm rolled in, I woke up, and I was wide awake. The wind was howling, the rain was pounding on the windows, walls, and balcony, the thunder rumbled relentlessly. I couldn't fall back to sleep. Especially after I saw how the trees were flailing outside. And with the continual rumbling thunder, it brought me to one realization: I don't know the rate of tornadoes in Poland. That thought along with, I can't check the internet, kept me wide awake. I eventually closed the window, but I could still hear the wind howling and the rumbling thunder. Honestly, I was mortified. My apartment is on the fourth floor of a four floor building, and my room is on the second level within that apartment. This part of Poland is flat. And I don't know anything about natural disasters in Poland minus the floods (and I wish for a quick and full recovery for all the flood victims this year as well). I ended up getting up and out of bed, turning on the radio, hearing absolutely nothing useful on the radio, and heading downstairs. Right. Cause being on the first floor of my apartment would help so much if there were a tornado. Yet somehow, it assured me. Somewhat. ... More like the tea and butter biscuit crackers I had helped me. I was incredibly on edge, and I didn't know what to do. I thought about calling my uncle, but damnit, it was four in the morning. Oh, sure he wakes up at six, but that's two hours later. And then I thought, hey... six hour time difference. So grateful for that. After some internal conflicts, I ended up calling my parents from my work phone. Of course, my mom immediately asked if something was wrong. Cause I was calling them and it's 4:30 in the morning at that point. I told my parents about the storm, my dad reassured me tornadoes are not a common occurrence in Poland, which I mean, I figured considering geographically it's at a higher latitude than anywhere tornadoes regularly occur in the US, but well... it's been a crazy year for weather, and my mind was racing. While we were talking on the phone, twice the thunder cracked so loudly that I couldn't hear what they were saying at all. Not only that, but downstairs, in the kitchen, there's a lamp that hangs from the ceiling on a cord; I had the window cracked open (in Poland, windows crack open from the top; again, ventilation) and this lamp was swaying from the wind outside... Yeah, not too reassuring.
And no, I'm not ashamed of the fact I ended up calling my parents to figure out if I was in trouble. There are 72 stairs in my building to get to my floor, and I wasn't going to run down the stairs and back up to try and hide in the basement for nothing. That and I know I have a fear of tornadoes. I have always had a great fear of tornadoes. Throughout my entire life, I have had multiple dreams about running away from tornadoes, being in a tornado's path, and other such tornado related nightmares. It's always been tornadoes and dinosaurs (of course, I friggin' love dinosaurs, so even in those dreams if I'm in danger, I'm also in awe and appreciate the dream later on; not so much with tornadoes). That's probably thanks to Twister and Jurassic Park, respectively... Haven't seen Twister since I was a kid, either, but there ya have it. Sending my imagination into a vivid taunting vision.
Regardless, after finishing my tea, I went upstairs and the storm was passing. The lighting was actually incredibly gorgeous to watch once I was assured nothing was going to happen; not only that, but watching the clouds roll by at such a quick speed was quite pretty, especially at night. My mom called one more time around 5 to make sure I was ok, and I was. I finally went back to sleep. It was certainly an adventure, though... Oh, I did open my window again, and the thunder wasn't too bad anymore. Yay for irrational fears keeping you up through the night! I'm quite grateful I went to bed earlier, as well. I wouldn't have been well-rested otherwise. Though, it really does suck that a storm woke me up. I used to be able to sleep through such storms, but guess not anymore...
Although... that occurrence pretty much made me set my mind that I'm going to talk to the neighbors and see if I can pay them to use their WiFi for one month or something... Really. The internet would've calmed me so much, cause I could've found out exactly what to expect and how bad the storm was instead of panicking. That and it's really nice to be able to check the weather daily. That's what I did at Vandy, and I really wish I could to that here before going to work. Especially as it gets colder. So there ya go. Story of me being a pansy! Now, let's be hopeful that today I get some responses to my emails... No's included, cause at least I'd know people are reading!
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