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When I was younger,
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I learned that there is no sound in space. At all. There aren’t enough sound particles or something to make noise possible. I remember thinking that can’t be right.
knock knock knock knock
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There’s sound everywhere. My alarm clock in the morning, the cars zooming past my window, birds screeching at each other.
GET UP YOU LAZY BA-
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My mom screaming her head off to get me to leave the house, doors slamming so hard you can hear the hinge squeaking as it bounces, my dad puking last night’s bender, my head… screaming at me for not running away yet. It hasn’t forgiven me for that… for staying in all the noise… for wanting to escape but always coming up with excuses. I’ve started to forget what a quiet mind sounds like… I’m wondering if it was ever quiet or even if… if I deserve quiet.
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My therapist told me once that if I were to find myself in an overwhelmed state, I should find a quiet space; be it my bedroom, a closet, or underneath the sheets, just some sort of space with limited sound to help calm me down and bring me back down to Earth. But, nothing was ever quiet enough.
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