Right now I'm more annoyed by the buzzing of the cicadas. It sounds as though my dead front lawn is full of them. It's a terribly distracting noise once I start listening to it. The odd thing is that I don't notice it for a long time, and then the cicadas will stop for a moment, and the brief hiatus draws my attention to the noise when it starts up again. That's when it starts driving me crazy. I want to go out and shout hey, you bugs, get off my lawn! But I suspect that I'm already considered the crazy old guy of the block, so I probably shouldn't indulge that fantasy. It would serve only to worsen my reputation, and I'm sure it wouldn't get rid of the cicadas anyway.
Bugged
Right now I'm more annoyed by the buzzing of the cicadas. It sounds as though my dead front lawn is full of them. It's a terribly distracting noise once I start listening to it. The odd thing is that I don't notice it for a long time, and then the cicadas will stop for a moment, and the brief hiatus draws my attention to the noise when it starts up again. That's when it starts driving me crazy. I want to go out and shout hey, you bugs, get off my lawn! But I suspect that I'm already considered the crazy old guy of the block, so I probably shouldn't indulge that fantasy. It would serve only to worsen my reputation, and I'm sure it wouldn't get rid of the cicadas anyway.
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52/60-61: Things Fall Apart
Getting lost in time again, distracted and muddled, and realized I never wrote about Monday. I had been unable to have groceries fetched before the…
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52/59: Sizzle, no Steak
So Sunday brought some rain, and now and then some wind, and for me some sleep again. No one was about, or I saw none, and after all the hours no…
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52/58: Norm!
Friday was devoured, leaving no trace. Thursday night I slept surprisingly well, and when morning came I was repeatedly lured back to sleep by the…
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