Sunday Morning

Had one of those disturbing moments this morning. I live fairly near a major street, but when I went outside this morning, there was no sound, no people, no nothing. I had to wait a minute for a single, solitary car to drive by. It was kind of weird to just sit there, surrounded by all the trappings of suburban life, and think that you're alone.

Apparently nobody's out and about before 7:30 on a Sunday morning. Who knew?