Back in the day, I had this plan for the off chance that I was around for the whole end-of-the-world business. It involved climbing up on my roof and blasting R.E.M.'s "It's the End of the World as We Know It {And I Feel Fine}," but real life never turns out that cool.It was happening-everything about the world as we knew it was ending, and it sure as hell did not feel fine.Opening my eyes, I inched back the flimsy white curtain. I peered outside, beyond the porch and the cleared yard, into the thick woods surrounding the cabin Luc had stashed in the forests of Coeur d'Alene, a city in Idaho I couldn't even begin to pronounce or spell.
by Jennifer L. Armentrout
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The narrator reflects on a nostalgic plan they once had for facing the end of the world by playing R.E.M.'s "It's the End of the World as We Know It (And I Feel Fine)" from their roof. However, as real-life events unfold, the situation is anything but cool, filled with anxiety and uncertainty. The world around them is crumbling, and instead of feeling fine, they are confronted with a grim reality.

As they wake up, the narrator cautiously opens a curtain to look outside. The view reveals a tranquil yard that leads into the dense woods surrounding the cabin in Coeur d'Alene, Idaho. The contrast between the serene natural setting and the tumultuous events in their life highlights a sense of disconnection and introspection about their circumstances.

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