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Nov. 6th, 2022 01:23 am
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Dreamed that I was back in my old home, the one I grew up in, and I was scheduled to die the next day. I didn't want to.

Now I'm awake in a hotel and it's killing cold outside. I'm tired but the person in the room above me is walking around.

One of the things that makes me bad at cities is how much trouble I have with people-sounds from the ceiling.

Date: 2022-11-15 12:17 am (UTC)
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Honestly, I think occasional loud bass from across the street would be manageable.
It's the heavy feet, drumming and, in particular, the literal screaming (small, often excited child, sure, but also two adults fighting really horribly) that are doing it.

But I know hearing our old neighbour's music coming through the shared wall didn't do my girl any favours either.

Fully Detached with my various other loved ones nearby SVP!

But, in the mean time, I'll take a sudden urge to backpack across Canada, or do a nation-wide band tour, or something to get (in particular) That Guy out of our ceiling.

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