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On my way nhome from the club tonight I saw a scary sight.
a fire.
a house in Cambridge, just outside Harvard Square engulfed in flames. flames reaching above the tops of trees. embers from the fire fell all around the other homes in the area.
I sat in my truck as the flames encircled what looked to be the frame of a home. One of the larger homes, the type with 4-6 chimmneys.

if you rolled down the window you could hear the fire raging.

scary.
it was scary to know something so hot was happening on such a cold night.
I hope that no one was inside.

as I drove home I thought about it alot.
some would say something sparked in the home, probably due to human error, which caused the fire.
some would say it was an act of god.
maybe its due to the circumstances I see around me, but I tend to think it wasn't so much an act of god, but the presence of the power of god.

as I drove home I could not get those flames out of my head. I took a leisurely drive home...
when I got home I was actually afraid to leave my warm truck for the outside. again something about the hot hot fire, and the cold cold night. the two shouldn't co-exist.

bad dreams tonight, I just know it.