Can the second day of blogging be as charming as the first?

Day 2 ... Blogging central... The day was dark and stormy... Lol!
Okay seriously, here is a quick anecdote about my day in the studio. This beautiful loft I reside in, is on the second floor of an old 1910 warehouse in the beltline. It's retro, urban, stylish, and everything I ever dreamed my dream studio to be. It sits above a teeny tiny quasi-French restaurant. Now the restaurant and I share a love of music so I thought the compatibility factor would be great initially. Unfortunately, we don't share the same sleep patterns and one of the chefs is partial to loud, bass thumping, blasts of profanity laced rap music. So at least once a week I am prevented from falling asleep, or occaisionally waking at ungodly hours of the gently dawning sky to screaming, angry young men rapping against a heavy bumping of rhythym and rhyme.

This morning however, I awoke to the gentle buzzing of the restaurant's alarm system at just after 04:00 hrs in the am. Is it sad that I preferred this sound to the shouting unhappiness of the rhyming rappers? It stayed on for quite some time and I, being an ex-guard for the RCMP, padded around the loft in my fuzzy pink slippers and jammies checking the windows to see what the fuss was about. After not hearing the cooking staff rushing about below to reset the noise, I assumed it may actually be a break-in. Usually there is smoke when I hear their alarms go off unexpectedly...but that's another story. So I decide I am going to dress in my robe and go down to check it out. My partner reminds me that there could be a very bad person down there. I gaze at him non-plussed and say "And so?". I am curiously unafraid of any likely or unlikely confrontation. Suddenly the alarm is silent and I hear, but don't see, the silent police cars creeping past at crawling warp. I know the sounds of Police checking out a possible break and enter and I am lulled off to sleep by their comforting presence below. I did not hear any rap music today, nor did I hear the usual diner laughter and happy noises that generally float up from their cozy little dining den. I didn't miss the music but I like to hear the sounds of people enjoying the company of friends over a good meal and I realized I missed the melody of cheer in my day.

So here ends the second lesson!

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