The only two prompts already published when I was awakened AT TWO IN THE MORNING!!!!! by some asshole driving back and forth and back and forth five feet from my open bedroom window on a motorcycle with no muffler and obviously some sort of amplifier on his tailpipe that made it sound like a series of cherry bombs going off at 1/10th of a second intervals!!!!!! were “hindsight” and “tricky.” Feels like I’ll never get to sleep again, so might as well write. Here goes:
Futile Reflection
It is a tricky irony that memory is slow
in letting loose of the mistakes that we’d love to let go
when wisdom gained by hindsight’s too far after the fact
to alter the reality of a foolish act.
https://fivedotoh.com/2019/02/03/fowc-with-fandango-hindsight/
https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/02/03/your-daily-word-prompt-tricky-february-3-2019/
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
asshole indeed
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Not bad for 2 am!
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I actually leave a sleeping hole in the middle. Even though my 9 am post is written the night before because I’m not awake at 9 in the morning unless Bonnie is having a barking fit … or my neighbor has decided he needs to mow the lawn driving his tractor (and he barely has a lawn big enough for a manual mower because, like us — it’s all TREES.
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By sleeping hole do you mean you wake up for a few hours during the night?
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Sometimes the pressure brings diamonds, like this poem.
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Thanks, PV..such a generous comment.
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You are very welcome:)
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I can relate. But not as bad as yours, this morning someone was revving up their (must have been diesel) truck at six for over thirty minutes outside my window.
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