i've been scootering through the park around sunrise everyday this week. always an enjoyable and slightly sureal experience. earlier in the week I didn't see a single car and the world was completely silent. During the night the geese and ducks had made their way close to the edge of the park/road.I felt like I was cruising through a world where the population of humans had just vanished. That, coupled with all the post apocalyptic novels I've been reading made it quite the ride. I had been watching the park to my left and when I returned my attention to the road I saw a crow feasting on the still steaming breast of a mallard duck. The crow didn't flinch as I passed by, it just met my gaze, and followed.
We keep weird hours. Emeri and I have mused that perhaps there are less brain waves, cell phone signals, etc floating around between 12am-6am. If anyone gives you a hard time about sleeping until 230 in the afternoon just ask them where they were when the sun came up.g
1 comment:
I think Mike O'neil said it best "Why, don't you try to say something nice? Sleeping all day, means playing all night."
Post a Comment