There I was, swimming in a lake with John Cusack along side a lovely big boat. We were laughing, the sun was shining. We climbed out of the water and I sipped a tequila sunrise while he drank a beer. Sun was making the water droplets on my shoulders glisten.
But I kept on hearing something. Something persistent. And it wouldn’t stop.
I opened my eyes.
My bed is warm and cosy. Gone are the images of the lake, the sunshine and John. Next to me is a dog breathing doggy morning breath in my face. It’s not good. I shift slightly. I have a vague recollection of my husband reminding me that I have things to do today, places I have to be. I squint up at the clock. That was an hour ago. It’s 8 am now. I heave my begrudging body from the warmth of the bed and head to my bathroom. There’s that noise again, the one from my dream. I jump, startled. What is it? I look out my window in the little room just between the bedroom and the bathroom. It’s the trees. Long, ice covered fingers are rapping their knuckles on my windows. I’m nervous that one of them will crack it.
As I leave the bathroom, the trees knock again. I use my fingers to part the blinds and stare for a moment. The wind is stronger today. Trees that have already survived the assault of the cold and the ice are bending and snapping again. I fear for their limbs, my house, the heat-will it stay on today? I worry about driving in this.
Back in my room the dogs are all lying peacefully in their little doggy beds. They don’t know what’s going on outside. I can hear the kids asleep down the hall. Tomorrow they go back to school. Today they dream happily, warm in the cocoon of blankets.
Here I sit, tapping at my computer even as the trees tap my windows. I don’t want to go out into the winter wasteland, but, I have things to do today. Places I have to be.
My big dog comes up and lays beside me. I look at her, her head resting on the blankets. Another tree raps loudly on the house and she looks up at me.
“Would you want to drive in that?” I ask her.
She lets out a phumph of air and puts her head back down. My thoughts exactly.
But the time has come and so I must now go and find a way to dress nicely, but warmly. I bid you all a safe and warm day today.