I woke to the kind of whooping and hollering you would expect to hear at a Justin “Swaggy Adult” Bieber concert. I could tell it was from a distance, but it was too loud for me to go back to sleep. Little did I know this was happening.
Outside, a stampede of runners (and walkers) passed my house amid wet, chilly conditions that recalled a late January day. They passed in silence. Where did the noise come from then?