One Night Alone.
I wakeup alone, it's 1am.
I walk to to the bathroom and look out the window.
It's quiet outside and in.
The ever present cloud cover reflects the light from the city.
I dull glow in the milky gray sky.
A proclamation of the fear of the dark.
The city lights never go out.
They burn all night.
Outside my window the air carries the faint sent of rain.
The hope of sunshine for the next day gone.
The tops of the trees sway in the light breeze.
The world goes on around me, without me.
Animals make their nightly rounds foraging for food
People asleep in the beds unaware.
But not me.
I see the night in all it's splendor.
Wishing I could see the stairs in the sky.
Hidden by omnipresent clouds that deny all but themselves.
The summer almost forgotten. It did not come this year.
I long for the warmth of the sun and a cooling breeze.
In the summer of 2010 I find my self still living in Aberdeen Washington.
The summer never happened here. Maybe a week of sunshine. That not all at once.
I understand why people drink so much coffee out here. They are looking for the pick- me-up you would normally get from the sunshine. The tanning booths have a waiting line. Not to get a tan.
Rather for a brief moment the feeling of penetrating warmth.
I'm trying to sell my house and leave this dingy and bleak part of the world.
The beauty of the forests. The slow churning streams and rivers that twist to and fro.
Hidden in a land of clouds, rain, fog and depression.
I don't belong here. I was raised in the sunshine of Southern California.
Her beaches, mountains and deserts.
It is there I must return. The true home I seek.