She wears an egyptian ring - that sparkles before she speaks

I hated it at first. That little blue light on the television that was brighter than it seemed to have a right to be. How dare it illuminate the room when I'm trying to sleep - stretched out across my aunts short couch. And the wind - how dare it be so loud and whistly against the centennial windows. What was that noise, no...wait that one too?

Living in the city had left its mark on me. If I had continued to live in Auburn these sounds wouldn't be so alien to me. I loved the wind battering against the house. I'd burrow deep into my duvet and imagine someone I love had their arms around me. Keeping me warm and safe. I guess for now, as I continue to sleep alone, I'll just have to trust in the atmosphere around me and hope that the trees around continue to stay faithful. Faithful like him.