Yeah right... Troop camper training in the deluge commences in seven hours, and I'm not sleeping.
Last night, when I was awake for no apparent reason, I heard coyotes howling. I know they eat small dogs and terrorize the neighbors, but it was so nice to hear a natural sound, rather than fans. With the fans on, I'm pained with the thought of trying to sleep in the cargo hold of a dual prop plane.
Tonight the windows are closed. Danny is off shore. His drops, the size of cherries, pelt the glass. Overhead the rain roars against the roof. And I wonder what all this is going to sound like in a canvas tent. Rest assured it will be loud, but will it be peaceful. Will I finally sleep?
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I just holed up all day and pretended it was a snow day. What a yucko Saturday!
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