It rained like washing of the Hindenburg last night & every time I woke up in I thought "Why am I so happy?" and then I went back to sleep like the air rushing very quickly and silently out of a tiny hole in the Hindenburg. In the morning it was still raining. That other voice in my head tried to figure it out for me. "Because you are sleeping on the couch. Your couch is very old (and conveniently long) but not actually dirty if you don't look at too closely. This is a rare combination. Sleeping on a couch when also have a bed makes a person feel as rich as Brandon Roy, and the back of the couch makes you feel like you are sleeping with a person (a person who minds their own business). Dude, you DO realize we already went over all this a few years ago when you were trying to figure out why half the old ladies you know sleep on their couches instead of their beds?"
But that wasn't it.
The other other voice said or it might be because the gutters were all blocked and the rain falls in a curtain of water all around the house, like a Disneyland pirate ride, only with less brightly colored plastic and other people's children and it was okay to go to sleep during it. And I should think about money making opportunities in the gutter blocking field for the gutters of depressed insomniac persons who would instantly be healed by the all night pirate ride long couch imaginary sleepover Autumn rainstorm experience.
one fake homeless person at a time.
22 November 2009
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