Relative Something

And then there is the plot twist where something is expected to happen, but nothing happens.

Now what? Carry on as usual? That feels like such an injustice to all the energy that was put into anticipating the future that didn’t quite materialize as planned. I resort to making a list.

the periodic ticking of the hot fireplace
pecking of a bird breaking open seeds outside on the ledge of one of our log wall ends
clacking of keys on her laptop keyboard
gusting wind against the house and through the pine tree branches
radio songs from 1983
furnace fan cycling on and off
crunching dry food that a cat is munching
iPhone text message received alarm
distant whine, felt more than heard, rising from the base of the neck to between two ears

What’s happenin’? The unexpected non-event, that’s what.

Extend hibernation for a little longer. The explosion of spring will not be denied, but it can be delayed.

We’ll be patient. What choice do we have?