I hate noises, I prefer silence even though I could go deaf with no hertz to be heard.
But life must have teased me. You know those strange noises, the wind always does. Yeah that. It creeps me out.
And because it's January, which means coldness and strong breeze, then it also means MORE wind.
Sometimes it causes things to move, to give me goosebumps and to destroy your hair.
You see me way over there. Yes, over there.
I'm hiding.
I just don't like it.
