AM

The last few days, I had been the host of a LAN party at our home. On Thursday morning I was awake for long enough to see that mornings in Riverside are absolutely stunning, and I had hitherto been blinded to this fact due to my own sleep schedule. This realization led me to make a decision last night that involved me staying up once again in order to sit on the porch and watch the morning ever-so-peacefully fall upon the porch.

I don't remember what time it was, but it couldn't have been much after 6am, and I left my computer (EVE has a daily downtime that starts at 6am CST) to go look outside, and luckily, I found the deep blue sky of a very-early morning. I sat down, and was instantly reminded of mornings camping, where very excitable and vocal birds awaken you long before you want to get up. This is where things got really interesting.

A little known fact about mornings is that after a little while, when things are starting to come to life, there is a sudden but subtle bit of wind that seems to be the separation point between night and day. I was sitting on the porch, in perfect stillness, when suddenly a light wind picked up and rustled all the trees to life. After this point, birds were flying and bugs were crawling and suddenly, the unholy screech of a train's horn shattered the perfection of the morning. I was so angry I wanted to scream. This guy wouldn't stop, he just kept blowing that horn. I have never wanted to shoot someone so bad in my life.

The moral of the story is, don't be a train conductor. I'll hurt you.