You hear the sounds, penetrating through the walls, into later in the evenings, because someone’s fixing up their properties, and, you know, that it is, inevitable, that it wasn’t your neighbors’ fault, that their bathroom pipes broke, and water’s flooding their house…
Banging on the walls, I hear it, day AND night now, and, I’m not sure, if it’s inside my own mind, or that it’s, actually happening all around me. Banging on the walls, why would someone be so god DAMN inconsiderate, to constantly bang on these paper-thin walls that separates us, huh?
Banging on the walls, you will eventually, grow accustomed to the noises and the sounds, but, the cacophony will still get to you, because, it’s just, NOT normal, to hear those drills, drilling into the walls…
God DAMN it, can someone PLEASE STOP drilling holes all around me already, this, is getting, really, O-L-D!!!
Life, the Obstacle Course 