Cacophony

The sounds, at first muffled and distant, grew in intensity as though a closed door had been opened granting access to commotion in an adjacent room.

Only the sounds intruding on my solitude would not have originated from any one room. Rhythmic pounding,  shrill whistles, pennants flapping, children shrieking, adults laughing, birds screeching - I struggled to make sense of what I was hearing.

The drone of an engine cut through all of the other sounds - growing in intensity until I feared I might be directly in the path of whatever was approaching.

It was a series of thundering booms that finally gave me the impetus to shrug off my lethargy, push myself upright....and realize I was waking from a nap on the beach.