My children sleep.
I wish I could... but I can't.
I tell myself that the heat is bearable... and I'm sure it is ...because I have made it the last few nights without the air conditioning.
Those nights it was just me.
Just me laying in bed listening to the sounds of the night.
Just me being "exposed"...
But tonight... with my children sleeping soundly in our somewhat cooler basement... I can't sleep.
Because even though we live in a safe neighborhood...
and crime is not heard of...
I can't sleep... because every single window and door is open... welcoming in the cooler night air...
but the only thing that is standing between us and the outside is a screen door without a latch.
...and for some reason... the thought of this makes it to where I can't sleep.
Close Encounters of the Caymanian Kind
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