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the sound of silence

20 September, 2006 13:06

Noise pollution has been such a complex and integral part of my life. Almost every where I have lived, their have been traffic noises, and on my part, the roar of computer beeps and fans.

It has been so long since I have experienced a peace in this sense. It somehow changes my emotional state, which is usually uptite and anxiouse, to a calm and relaxed flow.

I plan on making an effort to reduce the distractions on my day to day life. I think this is a key part of what it might take to find serenity back home in Madison.

Random Thought : For some reason I have the rugrats theme song stuck in my head... I think I need to relieve myself - Nikelodeon!

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Main Entry: spew
Function: verb
Etymology: Middle English, from Old English spIwan; akin to Old High German spIwan to spit, Latin spuere, Greek ptyein intransitive verb
1 : VOMIT
2 : to come forth in a flood or gush
3 : to ooze out as if under pressure : EXUDE transitive verb
1 : VOMIT
2 : to send or cast forth with vigor or violence or in great quantity -- often used with out - spew-er noun
-- Merriam-Webster

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