I like waking up to the quacking of a duck. It's a good sound, not harsh, but lively enough to get noticed. It's hard to have a bad day when one wakes up to duck-quacking.
The only issue: the other morning, while dreaming, just before I woke, I remember, in my dream, thinking, "Whoah, there’s a duck in my drawer."2 (I keep my phone in my bedside drawer.) I wasn't displeased, just confused: why would it be in there? (It's a very small drawer, but in physics-defying Dreamland, I never wondered how would it be in there?) When I woke up, I confess, I was a little disappointed. Having a duck in my drawer would be funny. (Having a jarring radio DJ in my drawer would not be funny.) Oh, well.
1 Didn't every movie in the 80s have a scene of somebody waking up to a radio clock? And the DJ blather was always used as an expository plot device, "setting the stage" for the day's narrative.
2 Not "drawers". It would be much worse if there was a duck in my drawers.
2 Not "drawers". It would be much worse if there was a duck in my drawers.
I like how you call your smart phone a "fancy" phone. I think I will adopt that. My phone really isn't so smart. It is very fancy, though.
ReplyDeleteIt would also be much funnier if there were a duck in your drawers:-)
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