Alarm

The alarm blasted staccato. Another damn car alarm shattering my concentration. How can I write with that assault? I tried to stretch open my mind, like the view on this morning’s hike, wide and serene. I tried to attend to the words on the screen. But the jarring noise exploded into my brain. I stuck my fingers in my ears. STOP IT! Or was it in the house? Bolting out of my study/zendo, I chased from room to room, my border collie Roxie in tandem, squealing at the painful attack. Of course, the smoke alarm. Not the first time that high-pitched clamor had driven me into a fever. Reigning supreme over our bedroom door, affixed to the 14-foot ceiling of the living room

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