Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Restless Nights in the Ghetto

It's times like this when I wish I was in the country surrounded by nothing but silence, maybe the occasional cricket.  You see I have work tomorrow, and though I have to be up around seven, I'm still wide awake at one in the morning.  Going to bed at a reasonable hour sounds easy right?  Not for me.  I've got this problem, well not really a problem, more or less a skill I can't turn off.  I hear pretty much everything.  For instance tonight I decided I would go to sleep at eleven.  I'm laying down, I'm tired, I'm on the verge of falling asleep and then I hear it.... A car door slam shut down the road.  It's okay I'm still going to sleep, I'll just have to ignore it.  I'm calm, tired, eyes shutting when I hear something, except this something is followed by my dog getting up and barking frantically.  I quickly jump out of bed, grab my glasses, and check on everything.  Absolutely nothing.  Back to bed, laying down, calming down, drifting away and....  Barking Barking Barking.  Again I get up, walk to the window, check everything out and decide I'm going to stay up for a few minutes to find out what is going on.  I'm watching... waiting.... listening until I hear a crash.  I'm trying to find out where it came from while my dog freaks out, and I decide I'm going to sit and wait again.  Now I'm wide awake, I don't know where the noise came from but it has stopped, I'm waiting for my brain to fall asleep and that's why I'm writing this.  Good night.