I got up a little after 5:00 in the morning. My window was open, and the air was cool and damp. I felt the anxiety and fear that sometimes greet me when I wake. I was still tired and wanted to stay in bed, but remnants of my dreams kept me from going back to sleep and finally pulled me up. I listened for birds at my window as I got dressed. Not a sound, not even a car passing . And then I went outside with Bella, my border collie, to walk in the dark. I heard birds by the time I reached the