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March 12, 2014

Little sounds can bug me; big sounds can drive me up the wall. I have never, so badly, wanted to hit a couple of birds. At 5:15am, I awoke to the loud, cacophonic chirping of two, one probably small breasted by the short, high pitched bullets that hit my ears, and the other a louder, steadier, probably normal sized, demon. It did not end! Five AM is when I am supposed to be getting REM sleep, but there I lay in bed, waiting, devising evil ways to throw them out of the tree. If this continues, I might just try.