My ears hurt. The inside of my ears, beyond where mortal man can reach. I am soooo tired of the constant whine of sounds coming from inside my house-TV, computer, movies, DSis, and various and sundry game systems my sons have acquired. And don't even start me on the kids' screaming.
And yet I can't keep them turned off when anyone else is in the house. It's like my white noise sort of insulation from the rest of humanity. I think it's the same reason I eat continually when I'm not alone. Anything to come between me and "the others" at this overfull time in my life.
Now, alone - that's different. Give me a quiet house with NO ONE else here, and I'm in heaven. I'll probably light some scented candles, burn some incense and luxuriate in the silence. It's heavenly and is only outdone by the sound of songbirds outside my window. But those moments are far and between, so until then....pop in that CD - and where did I leave my Oreos?
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