I am sitting in the living room of my house, and we cannot open the windows because of the smoke, which is awful because it is so hot. And yet for some reason I am feeling safe and content. I just realized that I'm feeling better mostly because we've figured out how to turn on the fan part of the furnace without the heat, and I find the sound of the fan incredibly soothing.
When I was a child, I had terrible nightmares, and terrible insomnia as a result, and I would lay in bed waiting for the fan of the central air to come on. The sound of it soothed me, and I could only go to sleep when it was on. It often cycled off before I could get all the way from waking to sleep, and I would lay there wakeful, waiting for it to come back on. It feels like safety, luxury even, that I get to listen to it all night long.
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