Waking up to Gunfire and Coyotes
My fan was running, so it was difficult to hear exactly what was going on, but I woke up to loud bangs and howling coyotes. I don't live in the kind of neighborhood where gunfire is common, but that's what I heard. Howling coyotes are common where I live.
I was questioning my sanity when a few minutes later, I heard it again. This time, I turned off the fan and went back to bed and waited. Soon I heard a truck roaring up the hill. It screeched to a stop. There was loud squealing from the machinery and then several loud bangs as it dumped its load. It was just a dump truck. What a relief to realize that I was neither insane nor suddenly living in a bad neighborhood, it was just my over-active imagination.
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I get that way whenever my husband is out of town--someone is always breaking into the house. In my mind. In sleep-state, I'm convinced (for good reason) bats are flying and ghosts are running around.
You have bats? Eeeeek!
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