Posted on July 11, 2008 by Nik

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… the fire is coming up the slope towards our house. Flames are erupting immediately all around. Candles in the house are igniting spontaneously from the heat and gasses – there’s fire everywhere! I yell to Jessie call 911, call the neighbours, get help, we gotta run, but she’s just talking away to a girlfriend on the phone… I wake, heart pounding, it’s hot as hell, smoke filling the air. The wind has changed. I get up to close the windows, go back to bed, but the smoky air has my adrenalin still pumped – this is the subliminal edge we’ve (all) been living on for the last weeks…