I’m not exactly sure what I was dreaming about. Or if I was even dreaming, really. But this morning, I was trapped in the jaws of a deep, dark sleep that would have kept me in its claws long into the late morning hours. I was perfectly happy with that. In fact, I hadn’t gone to bed til nearly 2am, and today was a holiday (which meant no work), so why not just take a lazy day?
But my eyes fluttered open uninvited, and landed square on the window across from the bed, on the opposite wall. What in the world had pulled me from sleep? Another thud made my heart jump. I sat up suddenly, startled. That’s when I saw the silhouette of a man on the roof, right outside my window…
Needless to say, I nearly swallowed my stomach, since it came right up to my throat. In a panic, I brought shaking limbs toward the window and hit it, hoping to scare away the intruder. Then, he did something I didnt expect. He knocked. ?? What?!
I lifted one of the shades and nearly fainted at seeing my neighbor waving at me apologetically. Turns out he was cleaning out the iced up gutters, to prevent anyone from getting hurt. He’d tried knocking, but I was dead to the world, so he just went up on the roof of our condominium complex and worked it out. But between my grogginess, my abrupt awakening, and my paranoia over break ins, he nearly gave me a heart attack.
I opened the window and practically yelled at him that he’d scared the crap out of me. He apologized about a bizillion times. Needless to say, I couldn’t get back to sleep because the shaking didn’t subside for like an hour. *shakes head*
Why? Why do these strange things happen?