Listen carefully, can you hear it?
Quiet now. Listen carfeully. There's a noise in the background. It's been getting louder for the last few days, but it's getting stronger all the time.
It's fairly high pitched, repetitive, the same sound again and again. It conjures memories of days in the school yard when you're forced back inside to class. Of distant fire engines, racing madly to the scene. Of angels, growing wings.
It's a bell, a small, solver bell, tinkling gently in the breeze, but maddening. It's getting louder, more persistant, almost angrily sending the same ting - ting - ting - persistantly into the core of your brain. It's sets your teeth on edge. They hurt.
It's ok, it'll be gone soon. Just another few hours and it'll be silenced.
Or will it? It'll still be there, tinging incessantly, but you won't be able to hear it. Other things will be louder, life will go on. But in the still of night when you lie awake in the hot summer, you might be able to hear them again, ringing gently, blowing through the breeze.
But it's ok.
Listening to: the bells of doom ringing in my ear - (eter:nity)
Just kidding. It's all good. I'm getting married this afternoon :) I now know why it is that the groom gets nervous before the wedding. It's not the commitment (hell, we have one and half kids already), it's not the worry that you're doing the right thing (I'm sure it's the right thing), it's none of that.
It's the vows. I hate public speaking. :)