a little crazy
October 7, 2009
Tell me if this happens to you.
You’re in the car, you’ve got American Creation on cd, and as you switch back from NPR on the radio to the cd, because of something weird that I don’t understand that makes the cd need more volume than the radio, you have to pump up the volume just a tich.
But really, that tich must happen in certain, well, let’s call them increments. For example, maybe I listen to the radio at volume 10. And when I switch to the cd, I listen at 15.
Not 11. Not 16. But rather 15. Or 10. I have to force myself to listen at anything but round numbers. Although sometimes I do. Because who wants to be stuck in a rut?
But I find myself eying the radio. I can FEEL it when it’s off.
I can totally sit in a room with a crooked picture on the wall. I don’t care if the table is centered under the kitchen light fixture. My desk has a pile of 19 post it notes, each with important information or assignments. No biggie.
The radio, on the other hand–10. Or 15. Or 20. I wish it didn’t even HAVE the other numbers on there.