* I typed this in my Treo this morning when I was awakened by...well, you'll get the picture. Dedicated to anyone who has or does live in an apartment, dorm or condo.

Sleep is not sacred
not with adjoining walls
differing schedules
hot water heaters
loud water pipes
poorly timed phone calls placed by strangers who dialed the wrong number
poorly timed phone calls placed by bill collectors who dialed the wrong number
poorly timed phone calls placed by bill collectors who dialed the right number, but I'm saying!
Sleep is not sacred with arguing neighbors
make up sex
squeaking beds and thumping headboards
raging hormones
early morning routines poorly masked by news shows
nor when you have just 30 minutes or less before you have to get up
or it's been 30 minutes or less since you fell asleep
or got into that good sleep
that R.E.M. sleep
sleep is not sacred when birds chirp madly before dawn arrives
don't they know it's winter?
shouldn't they be down south somewhere?
Sleep is not holy when bedsprings sing rhythmically off key accompanied by falsetto moans and staccato grunts
nothing to do but listen and critique
play Simon Cowell
remark that said tempo doesn't bode well for a strong performance
nothing to do but wait or
hope you can get back to what was sacred or
roll over and nudge her
or not
start your own orchestra
only better
either that or
wish you had someone to roll over to
while you pray to all that's holy
for sacred
and holy
sleep


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Now playing: Prince - The Everlasting Now