The Sound Of Silent Earworms
Hate it when a song from the grocery store soundtrack gets caught in my head, but this time of year is the worst. Silent night, yeah it sure is. And nothing damn holy about it. All this calm makes me nervous. It’s too damn quiet. What’s going on? I know it’s snowing, but hell it’s 8 o’clock on a Saturday. None of the comforting rumble of traffic in the street below, no screams of the kids running around next door, no bed thumps of the couple upstairs fucking. Maybe the world ended and nobody told me.