So I sit here tonight in the darkness (not total, the light from the city several miles away is sparkling in a very pretty manner, skylines are always great like that, and my monitor is in fact quite bright) just listening. You know those sunny days where you just want to sit up straight in the grass, tilt your head up towards the sky in the distance, close your eyes and just feel the wind?
I don't want to get hit by pneumonia or anything so I'm happily sitting in my room in relative warmth (still a rather cool room, but it's comfortable), but hearing the soft breeze rustling the tree a couple feet from the open window is awesome. You just
feel the wind, mentally, and it's almost like you actually have this breeze passing through you. Only seems to work at certain nights, though. Haven't heard a single car nor any noise from people tonight. I wish every night were as great as this.
And then I got to thinking, what other noises make you feel this way? I think water, as a whole, does it. Ocean waves, rain pattering on the stone balcony, streams trickling water down a brook amidst the foliage, the faucet dripping into a pool of water...
The crackling of fire, too. You just sit here, eyes closed, feeling a slight bit of heat from the fire and then the irregular yet soft crackling of the wood as it splits apart. The crunching of snow under footsteps. The extremely soft patter of snowflakes as they accumulate into snow (yes, they DO make a sound, a very nice sound, in fact), the chirping of crickets and cicadas at night...
Ahhh, nature. 'Tis a pity it's so difficult to find a nice place with trees and grass near a body of water with a nice flow of wind and yet not having any outside noises (cough cars cough).
And so it's past 1:30AM, and I sit here, alone in the darkness (Tim's asleep, sober, in fact), listening to the rustling of leaves just outside and getting
goosebumps. I wonder if I'll ever get to sleep, even though I'm actually pretty sleepy anyways.
And now for the latter half. Jon was having quite the insanity-streak as his work ended tonight, and I thought it would be nice to share the oddity.
(00:49:51) Jon: *hide's izzy's corpse
(00:50:11) Jon: fufufufufufu
(00:53:58) Jon: i should hide you under stone henge
(00:54:38) Jon: and then put the blarney stone on ya
(00:55:02) Jon: surrounded by eggs
(00:55:07) Jon: and a tall pine tree
(00:55:13) Jon: with a giant tiki head from easter island
(00:55:47) Jon: and draped in lava
(00:55:52) Jon: which will harden
(00:56:21) Jon: so i can put a giant turkey on ya
(00:56:28) Jon: holding 9 candles
(00:56:47) Jon: muttering yiddish
(00:57:07) Jon: which i guess could be yur last rites
(00:58:19) Jon: as mozart plays the requiem
(00:58:43) Jon: and ichabod crane comes comes riding through
(00:58:58) Jon: yelling about the redcoats are coming
(00:59:47) Jon: and then other corpses of primitive ape men under stone henge rise up
(00:59:53) Jon: and do thriller
(01:00:26) Jon: until a leprachaun jumps out throwing marshmellows
(01:01:32) Jon: and a toucan runs away from a 1 eared rabbit along a rainbow
(01:01:37) Jon: touching from rome to beijing
(01:02:05) Jon: when a giant rises up throwing moon cakes at people
(01:02:12) Jon: who turn into candy corn as they get hit
(01:02:19) Jon: so that it lures a dragon
(01:02:29) Jon: into melting them with his icy breath
(01:02:53) Jon: into a coagulated pool of bright orangey colors
(01:03:13) Jon: which flows into the amazon river
(01:03:21) Jon: mutating the piranhas
(01:03:26) Jon: and capybaras
(01:03:33) Jon: into leviathans and behemoths
(01:04:08) Jon: which begin to rampage new york
(01:04:13) Jon: cuz new york always gets rampaged