Your noise overwhelms me. Shared space, intrusion on one another’s senses. Annoyance with insignificant details. Phone slammed, desk kicked, throat cleared. The sound of your keyboard clicking pounds in the back of my head. I don’t try hard enough to distance my warm feelings for you from your actions. My intolerance for the noise even annoys me. Will I grow patient with time? Will I fade out the noises? Will I learn to separate the annoyance of minor irritants from your person? I hope so, I’ll try for the sake of our happiness. As I finish writing this, I take a deep breath and I’ll go get some more water to drink, to give me a break from our suffocating room. I’ll like you.
March 28, 2008...2:44 pm
Rara Office
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