Sounds of Early Morning NOPO

I’ve had trouble falling asleep lately. I had a couple of late nights in a row and now I can’t seem to get back to a normal sleeping pattern. So, I’ve made a habit of lying in bed just listening to the sounds of early morning NOPO.

Every once and a while a car will come rumbling down my street. The only other thing breaking the silence is the occasional distant train whistles echoing from below the bluff and the click of the railroad cars moving along the tracks making their way to destinations unknown. I find the sound comforting and romantic.

I drift off for a while then wake up around 5am. I can hear the newspaper being delivered to nearby homes. My copy thumps onto the porch and bounces off the screen door. The paperboy never misses and the sound is like the cue for people to start heading off to work. The hum of a busy morning starts to creep through the window. Even that noise seems passive. It’s not the clatter of chaos. It’s the quiet bustle of good neighbors being kind to those still asleep.

I have lived all over this city and North Portland has been the most peaceful by far. It’s not what I expected, but it’s a pleasant surprise. I love my neighborhood. Location, location, location.

Now I’m really going to sleep.

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