my downstairs neighbor is getting louder and louder. her voice comes up through the floor. I think she sits by a vent and talks real loud so we will be driven insane. it is working. I go on retreat next week, a silent retreat. Pure bliss, silence, except for the voices. Usually on day 2 of a retreat, my mind entertains itself with old show tunes and entire scripts from movies. Really.
"I love Maude"
"And I love you, Harold."
(throws trinket into the water)
"Why did you do that?!"
"So I'll always know where it is..."