Thank God for small mercies.

I've always had pretty acute hearing and a mostly sharp mind, which kinda makes up for my horrible eyesight. It's what I mostly rely on when I'm without my specs and need to make my way around.

It's also why I'm able to make appropriate responses despite the fact that I'm drowning out my mom's voice with really loud music. I can hear the tone, you see, even if I can't hear the words exactly. Which is incredibly good, because if I could hear what she was saying, I'll probably scream and smash something.

As it is, I already feel like I'm being gutted.

... I'm too sensitive for my own good, aren't I?