really, i should call it three in the morning
but considering i had a reprieve from the powers that be that can control the clocks....
it's technically only two
laughs
"only"
i'll feel it in a few hours when the babe wakes having no clue about daylight savings
but if i hadn't stayed up to have that last cigarette...i wouldn't have heard the eerie windchime music that played repetetively outside just now
it wasn't the wind...there wasn't any. it was just damn cold. but no wind..no breeze...nothing
but this song...playing repeatedly.....like someone nearby was playing a new age song on a stereo or battery operated machine somehow...and loud that was repetitive because it maybe meant to be meditative?
it was weird though...technically three in the morning....windchime mantra of some sort...
and then a loud ....vehicle of some sort passed down below on the highway and it faded....i heard it for a moment more after that vehicle passed and then it was gone
and everything was silent again...as if there had never been any noise of any kind
i love the night
makes me want to go back out
at 2(3?) in the morning
listen for other strange sounds
wander on
raven xx
