Today while being totally lazy and not wanting to get out of bed (and the room was cold to boot), I decided to get up and write. It was the productive and wise thing to do.
When I rolled out of bed, the crudest, loudest sounds came from the next apartment. They're fixing the plumbing. While fixing the plumbing makes life better for everyone involved, the sounds are so damn loud and intrusive that it makes the situation a bit unbearable as my floors rattle, and its loud as all get out. It's a little too intense for the start of my day.
What can one do, but write? I work through the good and the bad and it ain't a pretty situation.
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