Thursday, February 02, 2006

You hated digital clocks.

Time, you’d always maintained, should be wiped out by darkness and the backlit LCD clocks of today survived darkness, power outage, flash floods, and, you were reasonably sure, the finger of god. Alas, noise – even the patient, precision ticking of a battery operated wall clock – rung loudly in your ears. Your apartment was, in the evening, one of the quietest places in the city. Only the calm whir of a case fan and the occasional cracking of leather or tinkling of pill bottles obstructed the silence and that was just ask you liked it. The less sleep you got, the more quickly noise, light and activity seemed to over stimulate your synapses.

posted by Kay @ 2:02 PM