Static and sleep
June 20, 2011All night I dreamed we were trying to reach each other, but the connection failed again and again and again.Let’s keep trying, he said. I just want to talk to you.
But if I can’t understand you, what good is it? I blaze hot at technology failure, and my face burned as I adjusted my headset. There was nothing but static on the line.
I have to go, I said, and I dropped back to that strange place between asleep and awake, where the static recedes to an unsteady background rush, like the noise of a nearby highway.
100 Proof 
Makes me shouty!