10 Minute Exercise – Onomatopoeia
Late at night when nothing is disturbing the house – no TV, no music, no conversation, no random traffic out front - the mind can be a snare for random sounds magnifying as they arrive. The surprise of a clap of thunder raises the hair on your neck and prickles the backs of your ears. The soft, subtle drops of rain falling on the window draw your eyes toward the drips of water slipping down to the bottom of the sill. The clacking of the keys of your PC forcing you to first lose touch with the whisp of thoughts that were guiding fingers busily hammering out words. Then, conversely giving you the rhythm needed to drive toward the final letters of a satisfying sentence. At the end of it, all this commotion yields a quiet, peaceful finish to another day. Time for bed!
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