During the winter months, I station one stationary fan just off our common hallway and two oscillating fans in the sunroom. I allow them to run day and night to circulate warm air. They are especially helpful when the woodstove is generating its sharper-edged form of heat.
When I wake late at night and all else is quiet, my
mind settles on the sound of the fans. If I allow myself to lock in on the
sound long enough, I swear I hear voices murmuring in the other rooms.
Depending on my state of mind when I wake, the sounds either lull me back to
sleep or, when my imagination is working against me, unsettle me.
I was unsettled last night.
—Mitchell Hegman
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