Monday, April 19, 2004

Night sounds

I just finished editing the article I was working on. The s.o. has already gone to bed. So now I'm alone, all jacked up on Diet Coke (which, supposedly, I don't even drink, because it's vile and I know it's not good for me) and listening to the chimney swifts flying in and out of the chimney. The beating of their wings almost sounds like distant thunder.