It takes time to build

it's 6pm and i'm now feeling the effects of having woken up at 830 this morning.

it wasn't intentional.
all i'd wanted was to wake up before 10.
then i open my eyes and see the hands of my alarm clock barely creeping towards the 9.
damnit!

i try to go back to sleep but the ratatataatatataa of the demolition work going on opposite the road drills itself into my head.

the building's almost completely gone now.

it was where some family friends lived, in a townhouse with small rooms.
where my sister and i had run across to swim in their tiny pool.
where i'd jogged past in more recent years, the houses all vacant, the driveways and yards covered with dead leaves, the letterboxes stuffed full with junk mail, the signboard announcing the new property put up seemingly in vain.
now it's on it's way to becoming a mountain of rubble.
its dust gathers on our patio, layering our table and chairs which sit there, unused, dusting our plants, our shoes, the car.
soon the noise will end, only to be replaced by yet another noise - construction.
gee, i can't wait for that to happen.

Listening: Weezer- Freak Me Out