Lower Road, late at night

Last night I went to bed at around midnight-ish. I climbed into bed, wrapped myself around Jeremiah, and began to doze.

I woke up again at 1 am in a mild panic. I'd forgotten to move my car.

(As a note of explanation, I haven't got round to buying a Resident's Parking Permit yet, and therefore am technically not meant to park on the road outside my house between 8 am and 4 pm)

Anyway, I got up, pulled some tracksuit bottoms on and wandered outside to move the car. It was about 1 am, which is a time I've wandered up and down Lower Road before, but somehow it felt...different.

I don't quite know how to describe it. Somehow, going to sleep for that little while had subtly shifted my perceptions on the world, and now Lower Road felt different. Walking back from McDonalds where I had parked the car had that odd sensation you normally get walking along a strange road, late at night. I felt more nervous about the man standing on the corner, smoking a cigarette. The street lamps felt more garish, and somehow less illuminating. The entire street seemed slightly more dingy, slightly more threatening.

It was a relief to get back into my nice safe house and close the door.

Like I said, it was very odd. I've never seen Lower Road quite in that light before.

I then went to bed and had very strange dreams...

Lower Road, late at night

Last night I went to bed at around midnight-ish. I climbed into bed, wrapped myself around Jeremiah, and began to doze.

I woke up again at 1 am in a mild panic. I'd forgotten to move my car.

(As a note of explanation, I haven't got round to buying a Resident's Parking Permit yet, and therefore am technically not meant to park on the road outside my house between 8 am and 4 pm)

Anyway, I got up, pulled some tracksuit bottoms on and wandered outside to move the car. It was about 1 am, which is a time I've wandered up and down Lower Road before, but somehow it felt...different.

I don't quite know how to describe it. Somehow, going to sleep for that little while had subtly shifted my perceptions on the world, and now Lower Road felt different. Walking back from McDonalds where I had parked the car had that odd sensation you normally get walking along a strange road, late at night. I felt more nervous about the man standing on the corner, smoking a cigarette. The street lamps felt more garish, and somehow less illuminating. The entire street seemed slightly more dingy, slightly more threatening.

It was a relief to get back into my nice safe house and close the door.

Like I said, it was very odd. I've never seen Lower Road quite in that light before.

I then went to bed and had very strange dreams...