Beneath the Wraps

          I try to keep the room cool so I can fall asleep more easily.   Last night it was cold.   I still managed to sleep.   But I felt overly warm at 3:30 this morning.   When the heat kicked on I moved into the bathroom and stood by the window until the heat shut off.   I then wrote the following: From where I stand I can hear the traffic moving over I5 but I cannot see it Even if the fog wasn't there From where I stand I cannot see Old Pacific Highway I can barely see the street where I live From where I stand I can hear the trains I know the tracks were not completely abandoned But had never seen a train in Myrtle Creek until the other day when I went to meet my friends for coffee. I parked between Good Dogs and the park and I saw the train passing the tracks where Jenna and I have explored and taken several pictures. From where I stand I somehow seem ...

                            City noises are very different from the sounds in the country.   I definitely wasn't raised in the country, but it wasn't a part of the city during the 60's either.   Mom may have thought as our newly developed neighborhood as "hick country" as even the busiest part of SLC was nothing like the quietest part of San Francisco (was there ever a quiet place in San Francisco) but I called it a town.             We lived far enough from the city that we were not really a part of it, but close enough that we could drive to various places.   There was a 7-11 within walking distance.   It was built before any business was open 24 hours a day.   7-11 hours were from 7 in the morning until 11 at night.   I don't recall any restaurants or other est...