June 25, 2006
How is it that one helicopter flying so high overhead can make so much noise and be so damned annoying? Why is it circling around and around and why is it so fond of the airspace directly above my head? It keeps flying back and forth, around and around, its propeller pounding the air and completely disrupting any semblance of peace I may have hoped to enjoy out on the terrace on this mild and pleasant summer’s evening. What is it looking at? What is the object of its attention? How can I write with that constant racket going on?