That laugh; sounded so evil, yet it was the laugh of a happy party goer next door. It seemed like the more annoyed I got, the louder she laughed. Her laughs sounded so throaty and manly.
I didn’t mind the happiness and the chilling next door whilst I lay in bed trying to sleep. I was just annoyed that the happiness and laughter of someone I didn’t know was triggering my restless mind. When all I wanted to do was to sleep early for once to wake up early to my off grid, shitty job with hand-to-to mouth pay.
Or maybe I was annoyed with the fact that I had to force myself to sleep because my survival was based on that job. I’m a nocturnal being for heaven's sake!
…I calm my raging mind. If I am being completely honest, I was really annoyed because I wish I could be in the party. The good old college days of study and party, I muse. That backyard party felt weird though.
This is because, in a way, I felt that laughter was mocking me and was also instigating others to do so. It was like the physical manifestation of the mocking laughter I see in my dreams, right in my backyard.
Ah well, there’s nothing I can do. Let me finish writing this article and use this party as background noise to sleep. We move...