This car alarm has been going off now for 5 hours, constantly, more or less, and yes I need to just go somewhere else, but it’s gotten under my skin such that I can’t focus on anything else. As soon as it stops, I hold my breath and sit still, and wait for the honking to start again. Sari told me to print out this cartoon and leave it on the windshield, but I walked past the car and decided that the cartoon would probably not be appreciated or understood. I thought about packing a canteen and just going to sit by the car, alarm unrelenting or no, so that I can be there when the owner returns and share some sentiments with her or him. But mostly I want to hit something with a baseball bat, and ideally that would said car’s windshield, and from the angle of standing on the hood of it and to the soundtrack of my bloodthirsty screaming. I keep thinking I might get used to the sound and zone it out, but it’s impossible. That’s why it’s called an alarm.
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