The symphonies of my life ~8)

[thedarksiren2]

Fast asleep, dreamily-dreaming about nothing I can recall, I woke to what I thought was someone knocking on my door. I laid there for a moment, listening for another knock, a voice, something to indicate that the knocking had not simple been part of the dream. Suddenly, I heard a similar noise next door. Then another door further down the hall...and another, and mine again.


The noise was, and continues to be, all the doors moving (dancing?) gently in their frames, back and forth, to the whims and rhythms of the wind coming through the windows.


*smiles*