Mountain Clams

Night moves

I woke last night to the sound of thunder
How far off I sat and wondered
Started hummin' a song from 1962...
-- Bob Seger, Night Moves

I probably couldn't come up with a song from 1962, though I would probably recognize one if I heard it. But that's not what I'm writing about. I have no idea why, but last night around 4:15 AM I was suddenly wide awake. I really didn't need this since I didn't go to bed until around midnight. I lay in bed listening to my wife's breathing, to the cars on the nearby main street, glancing at the clock, and wondering just why I was awake now. Nothing seemed out-of-place. No other odd noises alerted me to anything going on, inside the house or outside. No clue.

Some time around 5:00, I blinked and suddenly it was 6:30. I woke up again to see sunlight streaming in the window and hear my wife feeding the cats in the kitchen - the start of just another day. I remember having had a dream about being back at my mom's house, when the family would all come to visit. The house would be full of conversations about politics and kids, remodeling and whatever else came up. Fun times! It put me into an odd, sort of melancholy mood, but I think I've gotten over it now. Mostly.

Labels: philosophy

posted by Brett @ 12:13 PM