The Nights Become Unusual

An elderly man appeared in my window while i was sleeping. He looked so genuinely happy to see me, as if he had been waiting all that time for me to turn around and notice him instead of screaming for my mam or brother. I remember trying to take shallow breaths, as though i were afraid he would hear me, despite having already seen me. But i knew that what i saw was real. It was inches away from me, separated only by a thin mesh screen. The cats couldn't reach my window, and no wild animal would care to come bact close to a bright window. When you live in the country, the nights can be just as lively as the days do