Maybe I am (more) stressed
The moment when you realize that noise-cancelling headphones are a tool to be valued beyond all others; when the soundtrack of your life has derailed.
I deal, generally, rather well with noise. Had a lifetime of practice. However, I’ve finally come up against a force greater than mine. There’s a new TV series, based vaguely on Star Wars, and listening to the program while doing other things is akin to being trapped in a huge industrial enterprise that specialized in spot welding. I’m sorry. So much energy wasted on “zeeps and zaps”, while feigning a soundtrack in the background. This one gets a full two thumbs down.
Now, things were exacerbated by pangs of hunger, an oversized hound with a tail of amazing abilities (to knock things around), construction in the basement. Perhaps I’m laying too much blame on a simple TV show. Maybe the thought of a possible snowstorm, outside in the dark. A realization that I can’t visit with family. Is there a reset button available?
I received a request to visualize where I would need shelving in my future work area. My mind has gone blank. Too abstract, after more than a year under the promise of a job being completed. Can we put that step off for another few weeks, while I imagine things as they might be?
A sure sign of that derailed aspect is that I am unable to find a positive side to the confusion. Simply put, noise is the antithesis of (good) music. And my intention to produce something is fading into a fog.
