September 13, 2005
Chirp Chirp Chirp Chirp. As if to say, "Please, ma'am. Might I have a new battery so that I may continue to watch over and care for you?" But, the Smoke Alarm didn't realize. It didn't understand. I was sleeping so soundly. So peacefully. It was 4:14am. If only it could have waited. If only.
So I killed it. I didn't truly understand the reality of my violence until viewing it lying upon my bedroom floor this morning. Plastic everywhere. Wires outstretched, as if reaching for the lifeblood of a 9V battery lying so closeby yet just far enough away. My actions between the moments of 4:14 and 4:19 disturb me a little looking at them from this side of sunrise. Just a little.
I will buy a new battery. And some superglue. But I feel our relationship might never fully recover.
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