I need to practice writing my stream of consciousness. I hear my inner voice laughing at the ridiculous manner in which my two neighbors are gossiping. At night, the air is still, save for the crickets’ chirping. Voices in the distance hum and drum. The air crackles with their voices, like static electricity sizzling. What are they talking about? There is no basis of truth in their allegations. They are creating noise to distract another neighbor. Can you drive another person insane by talking insinuating nonsense for the whole day and night? I ponder this. Meanwhile, the air crackles.
SoCS / #SoCS March 14 2025 prompt is crackle.
