5.25.2006

did i move to the country in my sleep?

this morning, at the ungodly hour of 3:39, i was awakened by the sound of . . . not a siren, not a thunderstorm, not a dog barking, but . . . a rooster crowing. it crowed at what seemed to be intervals of three minutes or so for an hour.

what the . . . ?

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