It’s fun reading writers who clearly grew up in suburban/urban environments as someone who grew up on a farm because they’re always like “oh it was so creepy, woods at night, eerily breathtaking, something was living in there…” and it’s like yeah that’ll be the deer.
EXACTLY
Same can be said about city streets. Random “gunshot” and “explosion” noises? That’s the road construction crew behind the corner. Mysterious howling and barking out of nowhere echoing through the street? That’s someone’s dumb dog that locked itself out on the balcony on the 3rd floor above you and buildings just happen to have the shape where certain areas just vibrate with echoes from all sides at once. Screeching of car tires and agressive shouting? Fucking teens are at it again.
But the city is the creepiest when it’s silent because if there are no cars and no chitchat and no humm of an A/C unit, then where is everybody?
Meanwhile in a rural area if you hear a gunshot that’s actually a gunshot
It’s nothing to worry about though, unless you hear a long, screaming NYOOM accompanying it. The Looney Tunes sound effect for flying bullets is legitimately almost what bullets flying past your head actually sounds like.
rereading my own writing is just a constant fluctuation between “damn, girl, you wrote this? (affectionate)” and “damn, girl, you wrote this? (derogatory)”
I am also “damn, girl, you wrote this? (forgetful)”
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What was your first source of portable music? Walkman? CD player with headphones? MP3 Player? iPod? Phone?
my fucking god these tags aged me 50 years
they’re literally the size of a CD, hen. you can still buy them
presumably anti skip technology has evolved since then and actually reliably works now (if you jolt a cd drive when it’s playing the laser reading it will also jolt around and songs will skip - not useful when walking. anti skip technology is meant to stabilise so it doesn’t happen. very rarely was this actually the fucking case)
you’d carry around a little flip folder of CDs like this in your bag
often containing at least one mixtape cd you burned yourself, or that someone else had made you, with the tracklist written on it in sharpie
common from the late 90s - early/mid 00s when MP3 players and iPods started to take over
