Sunday, September 19, 2004
Mood: nervous energy
Movie: Se7en
Lieing awake in my bed, my insomnia was definitely giving me one of it's worse nights. The rain aggravated me nervously with it's insistant rapping upon the roof of the apartment. I contemplated getting up and fetching another Benedryl. Not that it was helping me get to sleep anymore. My body had already started to build up a tolerance. I turned in my sheets, only half covering my torso. I missed my wife. I hoped that her business trip would end early and then I could welcome her home with the best meal I could manage and candles in the bedroom. I thought about my bills. I thought about the repairs I needed to have made to my car. Mom's birthday. And then the cat hissed and ran heavily across me to hide behind the fold-out sofa bed. At first I couldn't understand. Then, the levin lit up the window and the silhouette that stood there was entirely alient to the room. It wasn't apart of our world. Not our furniture. Not our small family. Not anyone that was supposed to be there. A bat hidden underneath the bed seemed just out of reach, and the gun hidden behind a vent grate was out of the question. We just froze and looked at each other. Then suddenly he moved. I say he because the frame was heavy, but I couldn't be sure. The movement looked both deft and cumbersome all at the same time, a contradiction in movement. I reached for the bat and when I came up with it he was gone.
To be continued... maybe.
Movie: Se7en
Lieing awake in my bed, my insomnia was definitely giving me one of it's worse nights. The rain aggravated me nervously with it's insistant rapping upon the roof of the apartment. I contemplated getting up and fetching another Benedryl. Not that it was helping me get to sleep anymore. My body had already started to build up a tolerance. I turned in my sheets, only half covering my torso. I missed my wife. I hoped that her business trip would end early and then I could welcome her home with the best meal I could manage and candles in the bedroom. I thought about my bills. I thought about the repairs I needed to have made to my car. Mom's birthday. And then the cat hissed and ran heavily across me to hide behind the fold-out sofa bed. At first I couldn't understand. Then, the levin lit up the window and the silhouette that stood there was entirely alient to the room. It wasn't apart of our world. Not our furniture. Not our small family. Not anyone that was supposed to be there. A bat hidden underneath the bed seemed just out of reach, and the gun hidden behind a vent grate was out of the question. We just froze and looked at each other. Then suddenly he moved. I say he because the frame was heavy, but I couldn't be sure. The movement looked both deft and cumbersome all at the same time, a contradiction in movement. I reached for the bat and when I came up with it he was gone.
To be continued... maybe.
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