It's almost 3 AM. And I'm still not sleeping - even though I was dead tired four hours ago already.
Why?
Oh, the usual... An insanely loud party a couple of hundred meters away is keeping me awake...
But the music is actually quite good. I almost felt bad calling the police about it. But that feeling faded when the police didn't answer the phone. Twice. I kept it ringing for about a minute or two both times - until I felt like I was disturbing the police with the phone ringing and hung up... After all how could I complain about noise keeping me awake when I was causing a noise disturbance to someone else? Even though that someone else doesn't seem to be doing their job...
Well ok, I didn't call the emergency number. I called the regular landline for non-emergencies. I guess it's fine if the police doesn't answer that phone...
However, there isn't really anything that they would do - until around 5 AM maybe. I'm speaking from experience...
Why?
The really loud parties have lots of people attending them. And the police won't go near them unless they have boat loads of officers in riot gear present. I guess they don't want to be injured by beer bottles and cobblestones... Understandable. I wouldn't want that either - if I were them.
And who really cares if a blogger can sleep at night or whether he can't? Or whether any of his hundreds of neighbors can sleep or not - whatever their jobs may be. Whatever their jobs may be, their jobs can't be very important. They can't be very important. Otherwise, I - being their neighbor - could sleep well at night. Maybe apart from worrying about having to pay the rent. Because let's face it: "Important people" don't live where I live. Because I live where the rent is affordable. The rent isn't unobtainable where I live. But sleep is...
I guess I get what I pay for: Sleep deprivation...
I always thought that keeping people awake against their will was considered torture. It turns out it's just culture...
I get a lot of culture where I live. Especially at night...
Wouldn't it be nice if we had an off switch for our hearing? I could need it every single night...
Why is that called poetry slam?
You may think it isn't. I thought it was. Maybe it is. Maybe it isn't. But that's the title now and I won't change it. I like it. 'Cause it rhymes. 😅🙈
Open my radio On is my saviour when it comes to noisy neighborhood