I was teetering on the edge of sleep when I heard a loud, low drone. It took me a few seconds to sort of become awake and place it — a large plane was flying overhead. Hmm. And then I jumped out of bed and went to my window, but didn’t see anything.

I’m used to large planes flying overhead, happens all the time at home. It took me a bit to realize that, as far as I can remember, I’ve never heard a plane fly over Medford. Especially not at 12:30am. The unusualness of the sound in this context was enough to wake me up. I wonder what it was doing up there.