Doof Arsehole Stress
It is Saturday night, and I’ve had a very good run: quiet nights.
Tonight though I’m trapped in a reverberating tin noise chamber.
I’ve been traumatised by noise so I have a lot of trouble with it but it’s a terribly selfish thing to do all the same. Loud music when someone else is in earshot. Reduced to horrible painstruck sound and penetrating bass.
I hope it stops soon or they leave.
This photo is taken at the time of the post – it’s night and dark. The camera has adjusted colours and light for the moon directly behind the tree. Usually it’s quite accurate; this result surprised me.
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