My tinnitus sounds like a pond full of spring peepers. My grandfather said that his sounded like his head was in a barrel along with an old-fashioned radio playing the static in between channels. I prefer mine,
Ann Landers (or was it Dear Abby?) once answered a reader’s question by stating that neighbors should be treated as invisible, no matter what they do or don’t wear, when they are on their doorstep.
Spoiler: Reine is about to knock it out of the park!