I’m sitting alone in my room doing nothing. Usually the fan is on or I’m listening to music or I can hear what’s going on downstairs but my door is closed and its so quiet in here.
And its Driving. Me. Nuts.
I can hear my clock ticking. I can also hear my three watches ticking. And as if the incessant chirping of crickets outside my window wasn’t distracting enough, its so quiet in here that I can hear the squeaking sound my eyelashes make when they brush up against my glasses. And the AC is humming.
For some reason this combination of sounds is dizzying.
There is no moral of the story. These were just some random thoughts I had after an exhausting day. I felt like writing.