I find something like that. That I've got to realize that there's a time where there's something about living in a place where power costs a part of life.
You can adapt or you can go crazy. Last night the generator stopped, at least in the middle of the night it stopped working while I was watching the movie. The light went out and all of a sudden the fan stopped spinning and the whole room was in total silence.
I kept on staring at the machine, which is where you are, and this could have magically fixed itself. I remember what my dad used to tell me whenever something broke, that you should never panic on anything.
You must figure it out. I just started to grab the flashlight, lifted the cover and started to check things one by one. The fluid, the oil, the plug, everything. Then things began to unveil itself and it looked like I was just hiding under the panel.
At this moment I saw a ship, something shocked me. I decided to put the rope back. Everything, it was messy at first and the engine was just whining. And at last the engine came back to life.
For me it was not just about trying to fix the generator, but it is that satisfaction that comes when you know how to figure things out for yourself now. Sometimes the answers we want do not come from us.
Just asking from Google, watching AR to YouTube. You just need patience, curiosity and courage to act according to your instincts.
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