Wait. What’s that sound?
Man, this old house—creaks and clicks, thumps and bumps…
But this sound is new. Well, I haven’t heard it in a long while anyway.
Is it the florescent under-cabinet lighting heating up and shifting?
Or wait! Ah! It’s a cricket!
It gets quiet as I get closer to the sound as I search for it—so like Cricket!
I think it’s right here…
It’s lucky, I’ve heard—a cricket in the house…
I think I’ve got it cornered now… slowly moving forward…
Oh.
It’s just my water bottle equalizing pressure out its squeeze-top…
Funny. Fun.
Life of a cyclist…
