When all the lights are dimmed, and the TV stops screaming, it only means the kids and their father are fast asleep. The entire surrounding becomes still, everything is reduced to silence, only the beating of the ceiling fans keeps me entertained. The clock seems to tick the loudest and drops of water seem to tap the noisiest in that moment of time. I hum a hum and thump a thump to melodies of the familiar.
And tonight the hums and the thumps strum to this long forgotten song, famous during my lonely years.