I am just trying to write my paper outside in the nice breeze at a random table near a fountain. I succeeded, for quite some time anyways, until two other people decided that my striking statuesque was where their proximity needed to be.
There were six tables, I at the far end one. And why did they choose to sit at the table next to mine? They had four other options! I thought the logical conclusion would have been to sit as far away from me as possible. I THOUGHT.
Even the thunderous water was not enough to drown out the terrible sounds that were coming out of their mouths; I couldn't even hear my own thoughts. It was supposed to be me, my pen, and the water.
Please, just let me be. Because your voice carries. ESPECIALLY OVER WATER.
Being discreet is the key here people, as being obvious it was for me.
calm it.
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