I woke up early this morning to a strange perpetual buzzing sound all around. Drowsily, I just stared blankly at the ceiling, wrapped in the warmth of my blanket hugging another pillow while the noise grew louder with the passing minutes.
The coherent side of that semi-conscious me was logically explaining that the noise came people fogging the apartment floors to get rid of mosquitoes ( I got used to the lazy drone of the fogging ages back since dengue cases were reported often enough ). I was contemplating of getting up to close the window of my room so the foul smell won’t be able to get into my place ( it might just render ME instead of them itsy bitsy mosquitoes dead from fume-suffocation while I slept on ) But I decided against it anyway since I’m too lazy to get out from the comfortable position I was in.
Another random of thought popped into that sleep-induced brain of mine around the same time. I mulled over the thought that the steady droning ( it kept getting louder! ) was actually noise made from alien machineries floating around slowly but deliberately scanning sleeping Earthlings for informations that will help them wage war against us. Mental images of tentacles-like appendages slithering into my room through the open window and the crack of the curtains of my room were conjured in full color and cinematic technology glory.
“Good, then I don’t have to go to work today..” I mumbled to myself.
Right after that, I got my lazy ass off the bed and went to shut the windows. And I went back to sleep mentally telling myself that I’m batshit crazy :D
Well, I liked the alien version better.

















