Today

Woke this morning, about three, to the sound of the fire alarm going off.

No need for concern, there was no smoke, no flames scorching the ceiling.

No, just an old spring loaded fire alarm that has been living above the stove for the last 30 plus years of so...

Some how its fuse, a metal disk that snaps on to the face, came loose.

Maybe it wanted to find its voice after all those years of silence.

"Yes! I can still sing!"