A Sarcastic Saturday Morning
I was startled awake from my nightmares shortly after midnight. I looked at the phone, which was awkwardly placed on the bedside table, with half-opened eyes. 3:55 a.m., it stated. As I lay in bed, staring at the pastel-colored ceiling, ideas raced through my head like a crazy train off the rails about the many plans I might make to improve my life. It was not my intention to squander the weekend doing nothing constructive.
With that heavy idea in mind, I sent an abrupt text message to a close friend in the early hours of the weekend morning, hoping for a lighthearted talk.
A notice of an incoming call appeared out of nowhere. It came from a close acquaintance of mine. My heart skipped a beat. We started talking on the phone, and he complimented the music that Amazon Echo was playing in the background. I didn't even glance at the playlist Alexa had chosen.
Hours later, the playlist drew to a close, and he inquired as to what type of music it was and who composed it. When I turned my head to look at the Amazon Echo, which was sitting innocently on the bedside table, I was startled to discover the shocking words “funeral music”...
Sensing the extended silence in the discussion, he inquired whether everything was well and expressed his enjoyment of the Amazon Echo's background music. He wanted to buy those records, so he asked for the names once again. I said, choking on my words, that it was...funeral music... I apologized for not catching it sooner.
He became absolutely quiet when he heard it, and my heartbeat as I worried he'd misinterpret me and be upset since I was playing this sort of music. “Are you unhappy, I apologize,” I continued. I honestly had no idea...” He burst out laughing when he heard that. It was a funny blunder that paid off. “So all the while we were conversing joyfully on the phone and listening to...this sort of music?” he added with a mischievous giggle, and I ended up chuckling at such a ridiculous experience. “What exactly are we doing?”
We realized it was practically dawn after a nice chuckle at such an early hour of the morning. We said our goodnights and went back to sleep after switching from a voice chat to a video call to see the sunrise. There will never be another day like this one, and we will never witness another dawn like the one we saw today.
I kept the snapshot of the dawn I took a while ago near to my heart as I looked at it again. I'll never forget this day, and I'll appreciate every day of my life as an opportunity to create lasting memories. We never know what the future contains, but if we had the chance, I believe we would all want to write our own stories.
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