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It's snowing. Earlier today, the forecast was for maybe an inch of snow. That's since been upped to 3-5 inches. It started snowing sometime around 5, and hasn't stopped since. It's a quiet snow, a light, powdery snow that sparkles at every angle...a quiet, insulating...silencing snow. A snow that captures sound and pulls it in and away from the air, deep to the earth.
So much of the snow had disappeared, and only ice remained. It wasn't pretty by any means. My back yard looked barren and desolate, pock marked. Once again, my backyard shines, reflecting star light...
I was mostly asleep, napping, when the snow started. It was one of those odd sleeps, where you're not quite completely asleep, aware of things around you, yet still dreaming. I dreamed of tattoos, my own and other's potential tattoos...I had a dream of dogs and dogs biting me, a dog of long ago running up the stairs and then under the bed...another dream of mice...and I could hear it snowing. Well, not hear the snow...it started as sleet. I was aware of it, I could hear it hitting the window well cover directly above me. Still, I slept...sleep has been a rarity this week.
When I awoke, I wasn't sure what had been a dream and what hadn't been. I could no longer hear the sleet sizzling against the window well cover. Conversely, I COULD hear the chinchilla jumping about her cage, and was puzzled, wondering if she had been the mice in my dreams. The dogs were stretched out next to me, but not biting me...they snored instead.
And I laid there, not hearing the sleet or snow...just the dogs snoring and the tv a dull roar in an otherwise painfully quiet basement...wanting the dreams to return...
So much of the snow had disappeared, and only ice remained. It wasn't pretty by any means. My back yard looked barren and desolate, pock marked. Once again, my backyard shines, reflecting star light...
I was mostly asleep, napping, when the snow started. It was one of those odd sleeps, where you're not quite completely asleep, aware of things around you, yet still dreaming. I dreamed of tattoos, my own and other's potential tattoos...I had a dream of dogs and dogs biting me, a dog of long ago running up the stairs and then under the bed...another dream of mice...and I could hear it snowing. Well, not hear the snow...it started as sleet. I was aware of it, I could hear it hitting the window well cover directly above me. Still, I slept...sleep has been a rarity this week.
When I awoke, I wasn't sure what had been a dream and what hadn't been. I could no longer hear the sleet sizzling against the window well cover. Conversely, I COULD hear the chinchilla jumping about her cage, and was puzzled, wondering if she had been the mice in my dreams. The dogs were stretched out next to me, but not biting me...they snored instead.
And I laid there, not hearing the sleet or snow...just the dogs snoring and the tv a dull roar in an otherwise painfully quiet basement...wanting the dreams to return...