I sleep in my dreams.

As if the weather and the new virtual bachelorhood didn’t make it hard to sleep, there was also a gang of hoodlum birds (I picture them wearing ‘colors’, do-rags, and baggy feathers), that decide the best way to demonstrate their prowess was to stay up all niht pretending to be car alarms.  There were two or three of them at 11:30 at night, long past birdie bedtime, and that persisted until 3am or so, when the numbers started to *increase*.

Now that it is morning, and the temperature is rising, it’s actually quieter out there, just in time for me to go to work.

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