Turn off my light and turn on my side. Silence engulfs me and my room--
until a car zooms by, outside my window, its black tires gliding over the asphalt road-- the start of my very own nighttime symphony.
More and more cars ride along my street. Every once in awhile a motorcycle vrooms on past; I feel myself beginning to transcend from consciousness into the world of dreams.
Tires screech, horns blare-- with this, the loud, lively world outside has successfully lulled me to sleep.