Location: My Room, 87 Driftwood Avenue, Unit 43
Things that I can hear at the moment, not counting my keyboard.
Traffic, which from this distance sounds like somebody breathing loudly while they sleep. A plane is going, a high wheezing descent down the chromatic scale. Something is making a humming noise which is slowly getting higher and lower in waves. The inside of my mouth makes a noise as little bubbles are formed and popped in percolating rhythm whenever I move my tongue and cheeks.To my knowledge there is nothing else in my bedroom so far which can distract from the symphony of sounds a couple blocks over. But down the hall there shows some signs of life. Maybe my housemate is moving some stuff around. I like how the size, speed, and distance of the different vehicles gives each one a different tone. Another plane. My throat gurgled the involuntary gurgle of morning. Is there a sound which says “brush your teeth”? If so, I am definitely hearing it right now. A lull, a bird, a horn. My computer remains at a constant buzz with each keystroke giving a different percussive sound overtop.
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