I lay awake until late last night. Maggie was lying at my feet and chewing on her rawhide bone. The first summer's nocturnal insects could be heard buzzing and whirring through my open window. Far off, a police siren interrupted the night as they sped off after the suspects. Soon, I heard a train air horn wail downtown. It brought such a feeling of comfort to me. All was right in my world and I drifted off to sleep.