I'M HYPER-SENSITIVE TO SOUNDS!
I want to be there in autumn, when the damned birds stopped singing.
Just a week ago, it was me, sitting there on a damp root, getting wet behind.
Never mind.
Not a single bird, not a falling leaf.
What a Life.
I heard the silence of the fog deep down in the valley.
That sound I can stand.
Now, as my lap-top is open, I sit here exactly like that poor creature I have drawn.
It is not only the disturbance of noise, that tortures. It is the stress, that triggers the pain from the infected nervous system. That is why I hate doves. Is that OK? If you are a Borr-alien?
