One night I stayed up. I watched the trees blow through my window and listened. I heard planes above my head and the wind whistling through leaves. I listened to the creak of my apartment and gentle snores from my girlfriend next door in our room. I leaned back on my couch as my eyes lingered on my cat. Tonight I was happy and it was good.
One night I wished I could sleep. I stayed up and peered out my window. I thought if I listened to outside I would feel better. I heard planes whistling by and grew fearful. What if one dropped from the sky and crushed me? I tried to listen to the wind, but it howled and I felt guilty for listening in. My apartment started to make noises and I heard sounds I didn’t want to hear. So I listened for my girlfriend next door. No sound escaped from the room. I lay on the couch and ignored my cat as she meowed for my attention. Tonight was what it was.
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