My room

Hard to get away from the continuoous buzzing and hirring of the air conditioner blasting out the critically cold air. The distant mumble of young girls giggling. I wonder what it is thats so funny. Surely nothing but insane girly giggles. Sudden burst of shouting outside in the hall knowing there is no silence ever inside this house, trapped in a constant buzz if people, and air conditioning. Scratching sheets and bending screeching bed springs. When the fridge starts up and buzzes away every distant sound of chatting. A moment silence never occurs. When a door slam wakes me up from my listening, and its silence i my head once more!