Alright, so there are birds outside and they are making their bird noises. It was raining earlier, but now it is not raining. I hope it holds out as the rain seems to have a predilection for its ability to detrimentally impact the Internet connection here, which is not something that I find rather fun when I have to work as now I cannot work and thus am not earning money. Fun times, let me tell you.
Still, the sound of birds outside is something I find rather peaceful; at least, right now that is. Sometimes it is highly annoying, which of course is highly annoying, but there are worse things to have to deal with, all things considered and all that jazz and so on and so forth.
Now they’ve stopped and all I’m left with is the sound of my ears ringing out into the nothingness, trying to compensate for what they may or may not think is a lack of sound when there should be some, even though there still is a sound out there that can be heard. It is the sound of music and it is coming from this little computational device that I am using to type this all out.
The music must increase in volume as even though it is audible, it is not audible enough. I want to hear all the things in the background of the music and how they intermingle with what is in the foreground. Does it all become one unified sound, or does it all split off into different things that move toward one end? How rich is the sound? How grand is the song? What is the thing that is the thing?
Instead of doing so, however, I’ll just turn it up only a little so as to not disturb everyone who might still be in a state of rest, as I am not the only person home and others need their sleep at even this hour of the day. It is the way that things go here and that isn’t necessarily an issue, as far as I’m concerned.
It would be nice if the birds returned and brought a little bit of outside noise with them so as to have it travel into the inside of where I am. I’d hear it, find it peaceful once more and then get back on with getting on with what it was that I was doing, assuming that I was indeed doing anything at all, as it seems right now that I wasn’t really doing much but am now warming up and getting ready to tackle the everything so as to be able to get this done and so much more, but perhaps instead of all of that I’ll just have another day of being lazy.
On the plus side there will be many different sounds of which I will be able to experience. They’ll just be coming from this small device I use to write words I use.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 07:38:26
I feel as though this is weak. I don’t think I let myself wander enough.
Written at home.