It is taking me some time to adjust to the "cranked up" sounds of Spring. Windows down, car radio blaring. Birds chirping. Peepers peeping. Marching bands. Bag pipes. Night-time thunderstorms. End-of-the-semester oral presentations.
The rides at the amusement park where I work are running again. I'm surrounded by the the gears and chains of the roller-coasters, the screams and laughter of guests, and phone calls from many of the additional 3,000 seasonal employees. "I don't know where to report." "There's a problems with my paycheck." "How much gas is in the golf cart?"
When I walk through a parking lot I'm almost overwhelmed by the dialogs that my hyper-sensitive hearing picks up...parents yelling at their children. Siblings arguing.
Dogs barking. Lambs with their heads stuck in the fence crying.
Yesterday afternoon I was putting some cuttings into the ground when I heard the two grown men trying to sing like Ann and Nancy Wilson of the band "Heart." My little boys were home with me and we live quite a distance from our neighbors so I was, at first, "shaken." Then I saw my teenagers at the end of the driveway. They were getting the mail from inside the car, singing along to the Glee Season 1 Soundtrack. (Moan)
I'm trying to find a "happy" place for my ears, like, perhaps, a music channel that isn't annoying. Suggestions?
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