I haven’t slept well in two days. Why the problem? Interuptions to my precious sleep cycle seem to be coming at regular intervals. Why must you bark at four thirty am dog? Why must the pool pump begin making strange noises at midnight. It’s too hot!!!!! My ceiling fan isn’t working. Stop licking yourself Louie!!!!! And then there is my personal favorite, the leaf blower. Weren’t you fucks just here on Monday, now it’s Friday? Oh, the neighbors need their 20×20 patio blown clean for forty five minutes. It’s still going, I’ve been up now for 30 minutes. Coffee. Good. It’s still screaming, angry, it’s job to rid our lives of pesky sidewalk debris, rid our minds of quiet stillness. It is good at what it does. Now I’m awake and I’m grumpy and I want to blame someone…the dogs…and something..the blower, fan, and pool. There….I don’t feel better. I’m still awake and I still have to be to the gym for my boot camp session with John in 45 minutes….It’s peaceful now. My mind settling down, the hum of the air conditioner now soothing. The leaf blower..what leaf blower?
