I thought about my cave men ancestors who during such a storm if they needed water would have to go out and get it, getting themselves soaked.
If I wanted water, the tap in the kitchen would give it to me, in a nice controlled fashion. If I did feel like having water rain down upon me, my shower would do that, again in a controlled fashion, and I could select the water temperature.
If they wanted the cave to be warmer, they had to burn something and deal with the smoke. And they might have to work hard to obtain whatever it is they burn.
If I wanted my apartment warmer, I just had to turn the knob on the thermostat.
They were at the mercy of their environment. My environment is mine to command. I was feeling pretty superior to my cave man ancestors.
Then I realized that I don't know how to build the systems that I was relying on for my supposed superiority, or even how some of them work.
I'm really just a cave man that found a nicer cave.