This night's sounds are too familiar. The nearby trains rumble through downtown with their incessant whistles blaring but they no longer awaken me. Tonight they compete with more intimate sounds:
- My upstairs neighbors move around but not in a raucous way; they can't sleep either.
- The roar of a fire engine's air brakes and the churn of its diesel move past my window to another building further inside the grounds. The engine's companion Metro ambulance or Rescue Squad follows closely. They come here almost every night now and many days too, sometimes twice. Often, they pull out into heavy traffic and shift up to run X. Or, their lights flash under serious silence. Winter can be harsh for older people. Somber times.
- Simultaneous north and south bound train whistles briefly override the harsh wind noises that invade the park. Harder gusts shake trees and sway light poles.
- This night finds everything in motion.