Wednesday, June 17, 2009

After midnight

It's very late at night.

Well after midnight, in fact.

It was a chorus rehearsal night. The house was dark and quiet when I got home. Even the rat dogs failed to bark at my arrival.

And so now I sit in the darkness, the night lit only by the glow of my laptop.

Wonderhubby lies next to me, breathing softly, in and out. Little breaths. Astonishingly, considering his sinuses, the man doesn't snore.

I listen to the sound of the fan in the window, blowing cool, cool night air across my bedroom.

And I think.

I try to focus my thoughts through my fingertips and onto the computer screen, but I keep getting derailed.

It's just not there.

Maybe tomorrow.


Momo Fali said...

Seems to me, you got "there" without even realizing it.

Debbie said...

I have been coming up high and dry lately too. This thinking business is tough!

Momisodes said...

But you still managed to capture it not being there beautifully. I think I feel this way on a weekly basis.

Jaina said...

Well, for not being there that was still a beautiful post. ;)

Mr Lady said...

Don't you think that sitting there, letting nothing come is still good? I do.

PS: I love your sweet nothings.

Burgh Baby said...

That was one of the best "I have nothing" posts of all time. Beautiful.

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