Strange Signs

For hours, rows of thin clouds in the shape of chevrons drifted across the sky. When the light began to grow, I saw the last of them drifting east. Over on the highway, the occasional car speeding through the night along the rough stretch of road made a sound like galloping hooves. Invisible bats squeaked. It is warmer now, and the air still. Morning swells, and I hear crows. I keep waiting for things to return to what I thought was normal. Things keep going away. Another night bites the dawn.

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LJ is still not sending me e-mail. The known issues box on the help page now contains a notice about problems with text messages. Is text message geek speak for e-mail? Pick a term and stick with it would be my advice. Easier for everybody.