As exhausted as I was, it took time for me to settle in. The curtains in my room let in too much light, the humming of bugs and the clanging of my wind chime collection were too loud. I flipped my pillow over twice. The sheet was too heavy. I was too cold without it. I got up and shut the window. The room became stuffy. I gave up and decided to watch some television.
R.L. Naquin, Monster in My Closet

flamingo wind chime u

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  1. Barb Estinson says:

    That sounds like me the last couple of nights. Cool picture of the flamingo windchimes.

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