ranking experiences
fiction
edward w pritchard
Last night at 4 AM while sleeping looking out of a half open East facing window with a mile vista to the horizon I was awakened gradually by an increasing breeze precursor to a middle of the night growing in intensity rain storm. At such times one is so much alive and the next half hour becomes a long remembered memorable experience.
At times I have a distant racial memory of living outside, watching the planets, Moon and stars
and sleeping lightly while listening for noises in the nearby forest.
Such experiences are most enjoyable.
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