Circadian rhythm isn’t a cacophonous chorus of crickets but our bodies program to be in its deepest sleep between 3:00 and 5:00 AM. I am a good sleeper, usually “soundly” sleeping during those hours. However...not this morning. Maybe it was the time change this morning (“spring ahead”) or the fact I’ve been on the road for over a week...whatever the reason, there I was at 5:00 AM awake.
Looking at the clock I took comfort knowing that I had more sleep allowed and would enjoy the time. That was not to be. First I noticed the quite...no cars driving by, no planes flying over, no lawn mowers or any of the myriad of the noises in our lives. Just quite!
The city was asleep on this Sunday morning and I wasn’t. After marveling over the quiet and the image of most of the city asleep (good guys and bad guys) I decided to get up, make coffee and read the paper...someone had been awake because there it lay on the walk, ready to be read.
The paper quickly dispelled the notion of quite...the world hadn’t been asleep, to the contrary, even on a Sunday, the world was about its calamitous ways, both natural and manmade. I turned on the TV and there “spanning the globe” newsreel coverage of the worlds noises.
A new day had begun...earlier than normal and soon the sun rose and brought with it life’s noises.
I may need a nap this afternoon.
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