Once more it is June. Again. And again I embark upon that epic effort of daily blogging, take three, wherein I call upon myself for a kind of rambling focus, picking from a list of daily topics, and with neither planning nor advance writing, strive to pepper this blog with the free-thought, free-writing wonder that is another one of Those 30 Posts in June. Today, that post just happens to be:
June 19th // Something You Are Listening To
The thing about spending most of your average weekday in a shared environment is that quite frequently you have little or no control over said environment.
Each day I sit myself down just before eight in the morning. Each day I lean back in my chair and settle in with a fresh cup of coffee. Each day I make my to-do list for the upcoming hours. And each day at about nine in the morning, at least for the last month or so without fail, the noise starts.
Construction. Jack-hammers. Saws. Hammering. Pounding. Crashing. Metal on pipes. Grinding. Power tools interfacing with wood and steel. Screws squeaking. Materials scraping. Construction.
As a result I work wearing headphones. I spend an hour here and there away from my desk with paper and pen. I wince. I flinch when the sounds seem like the ceiling is about to collapse. I hold my head in the palms of my hands when the rumble gives me a head ache. And I endure. Just endure.
And then I come here, to home, and hope for some quiet. Or, at the very least I try listening to something different.