Last night I was getting slapped in the face by the wind.
That’s because my bed’s right by the window, and the window’s open. I close my eyes and am just stepping into sleep—a real gentle step—but then a gust comes, a big ol’ gust like the moon’s blowing out a birthday cake that’s hiding somewhere near me. And then the wind reaches out its hand and slaps me in the face.
It hurts a little less than a real slap—by a human. But I’m just guessing that. I’ve never been slapped before. Maybe that’s a good thing. But if I were slapped by a human at least I’d assumedly be wide-awake and not under the covers.
I mean it’s 11 o’clock.
I’m trying to go to bed.
(But I really don’t want to close the window.)
Posted September 9, 2010 at 12:15am
