July
17/07/18
Sorry, it’s been about ages again. C has been upset with me because I keep going on about this weird popping sound I can hear outside sometimes at night.
But... that's irrelevant because otherwise everything has been going well. Sometimes i wonder if it was a total mistake for me to start blogging here because now I feel like I need to tell you all about my personal life. Because I don't know if there genuinely is anything else for me to talk about?
If you couldn't tell based off the url (or you don't follow my stupid Tumblr... or know me personally, which I hope not) I have long been interested in sounds. Ever since I was younger I thought I could hear things that other people couldn't... like the Hum. Which is scientifically proven to exist. I called myself "The Upsweep Exile" because I have always felt connected to the upsweep. Here it is:
I used to listen to it as I fell asleep, because I find it very calming. I'm not trying to be esoteric I just find some sort of mystery kind of comforting. You should totally try this because it helped get me through a very rough period near the end of high school when I couldn't sleep. I'd have the AC on and get humid but it was worth it because it brought me to some kind of realisation that felt almost religious/divine. I woke up to the wailing of the upsweep, encrusted in my bedsheets and my room was pitch black and I felt like I was underwater.