8.16.2005

electric cicadas

When I was little, I used to think that the sound of cicadas was actually the sound of electricity screaming through the wires to bring power to our house. (Apparently we only had power a few months out of each year; it never dawned on me that there was no noise in winter, and yet we still had electricity.) This year the cicadas are out again, and I fondly remember my childhood and the odd thoughts I had when I was a kid.

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