I live in an apartment complex and my studio balcony overlooks the courtyard. It's a lovely complex, filled with flowering plants, palm trees, banana trees and birds.
It's unseasonably warm tonight so I went to bed with the windows open, snug and warm beneath the beautiful quilt my Mother made for me, surrounded by my warm fur babies.
Nine blocks from the beach I hear the surf when it's late and quiet and the air is still like it is now. It's such a calm relaxing sound, carrying with it the smell of the sea. It nurtures my soul.
A couple of hours ago the cats and I were all sound asleep, dreaming sweet dreams when suddenly we were awakened by the sound of high-heeled shoes clomping loudly thru the courtyard at a rapid clip.
I lay there looking around, momentarily disoriented and saw the cats doing the same, blinking at me. I looked at the clock and saw it was 2:25am and thought to myself: when I'm wearing my boots with heels and I come home late, I walk on the balls of my feet coming thru the courtyard, so I don't shatter the stillness and awaken all my neighbors, but I guess that's just me...
