RFR : tune in to 88.1

I came across the last episode of Radio Free Roscoe on youtube, and I just had to see it – how did their stories all end? And it was funny to watch it, to remember the characters, laugh and squeal at the unexpected moments. But the credits go up.

And I suddenly remember being curled up on the couch, covered by a blanket despite the summer heat creeping in through the window. It is two in the morning, and the house is sleeping. I am supposed to be in bed, and that is only remembered once the half hour has passed and I can no longer peer into some fictional character’s life. Reality would always set in once the credits started, and I would become distinctly aware of how quiet everything was. Especially after turning off the television. And the lights. And padding up, as quietly as I could, running away from imaginary ghosts. And that was my summer – settling in front of the tv, encouraging the heat, getting caught up in disney-friendly story lines. Going to bed at two, getting up at 5 to see the sun rise. Fall asleep, truly wake up at ten.

What will happen this summer? How will I remember it, years from now? What will trigger it?

Who is the first person you call, when you have big news?