It's windy outside. The chimes are loud. An hour ago I was on the couch, my eyes heavy and threatening sleep. Now I lay with eyes wide open, my mind racing.
I can feel my heart rate go up as I struggle to focus on my breathing. In through my nose, slowly out through my mouth. Fuck those wind chimes are loud.
The cat next to me groan/growls as I turn onto my side. Clearly this king size bed isn't big enough for both of us.
I start playing with my lip, pulling the skin I've been chewing on. My fingers trace my mouth, critically finding every imperfection. A pimple? I thought I was too old for those.
Another cat at the base of the bed meows. His meow is plaintive, almost a yowl. He wants on the bed but the disgruntled elder cat will freak and he knows it.
I could read for awhile I suppose but it's so late already and I have to work in the morning. I could take melatonin I guess, but the last time I did I got sick and now I'm paranoid it will happen again.
Still the chimes. The last cat jumps from the window sill onto the bed, successfully passes grumpy pants and starts to purr. It's a comforting sound and much softer than the bells outside.
I could close the window but then the cool breeze that's been visiting will go away. It feels delicious on my bare arms.
My eyes are getting a little droopy now...the chimes are being subdued by the wind... The cats are quiet....
Sleep....
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