The Second Night

Thunder roaring, I lay awake listening to the rain beat against the window panes. "Comforting, this familiarity." I tilted my head and shifted my back comfortably against the pillows. I stared ahead, watching the light from the street lamps do their little dance against the ceiling. I lifted my feet and placed them against the window pane. The light shone through my toes. The glass feels cold, very cold under my feet. Such a contrast to the heat I experienced this afternoon. The temperature was just right. Humming a song, I thought about the days that have passed..