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Noise Pollution

I am sick to death of the screaming. The only thing I’m sicker of is the crying. Why in God’s name can’t they just Leave Each Other Alone? Jesus, I’m like a broken record — just now I had to pause to deal with Tage’s crying and, as if by rote, I said, “Lydia, can you just leave him alone?” If I could just rig up a recording to repeat, ad nauseum, “Tage, don’t touch her,” “Lydia, quit yelling at him,” “Tage, leave that alone,” “Lydia, give that back to him,” “Stop yelling,” “Stop yelling,” “STOP YELLING,” “Fuck, I’m serious, STOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPPP YEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLING!!!” then I wouldn’t even have to be here.

Hmmm, maybe I should do just that and sneak away to some quiet place.