I try not to make it a habit, but a lot of nights, I end up sleeping on the couch. My couch is the antithesis to comfort, so often, I’ll flip which end I lay my head on. The other night, I ended up sleeping with my head by the end where Ghede’s new home is housed.
Earlier in the day, I had given him some tequila. It’s what I got and he appears to enjoy it. Anyway. After turning off everything, I lay in the darkness while my body relaxed. …And I heard this kind of, uh, slurping sound? Coming from the altar space?
At first, I thought I was nuts or overtired. Often, my mind and ears and eyes will play tricks on me in the night. Then, as it got louder, I figured it sounded kind of like ants eating. I don’t know if anyone knows what I’m talking about. Again, I could be making shit up since my ears and I don’t always function cohesively so late at night.
But as time went by and I kept hearing it, I knew it wasn’t bugs.
I think… I think Ghede was drinking his tequila and munching on his peanuts.