Yesterday I was over the moon, about knowing the date that the upstairs' savages are to be evicted. It has been playing on my mind ever since, going round all day and all night. The thoughts woke me up quite a few times during the night, and I am consequently very tired this morning. I've often said that all this over-thinking with good thoughts is just as debilitating as when the thoughts are bad ones. This is exactly what I mean.
As it goes the neighbours were exceptionally quiet yesterday evening. I couldn't really settle down though. I was on tenterhooks waiting for the noise to start up.
When I have experienced the levels of noise that I have, and at the late hours I have, I've had to be mindful of the fact that I am more than usually sensitive to noise. There was always the possibility that my reaction was extreme, due to my own reactions to noise. The neighbours' behaviour really has been quite outrageous. Now that other people have witnessed what I have been going through, I am now satisfied that my experiences are exactly as I have described them. I don't know how I have managed to cope. There have been times where I felt I was on the point of going completely mad. Now I know my ordeal is nearly over.
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