Annoyance is a factor attached to people. I say this with the great love I have for humanity. People are awesome! People are creative, have great power over their environments, and can also be the most destructive beings in the universe. Well, some people say that giant meteors are the most destructive beings since they did kill off the dinosaurs. But, some people wouldn’t call a meteor a being and others think that dinosaurs are still alive.
Anyways, I’ve had way too much time to think about what annoys me. In the past, I only knew things annoyed me because they lived in the same apartment. Nowadays, I just ponder my annoyances. So this is me, being a hyper neurotic or just plain intolerable of being disturbed from my propane bubble of existence.
A specific sequence of synapses resides in my brain. Like any other brain with wavering levels of chemicals and what not, my brain is annoying at times. If I’m minding my own business and outside force disturbs my concentration I have to fight with my synapses to regain my composure. Fighting takes time, time is money. Money is a luxury at times and I’m the pauper.
Passing on the blame is ridiculous. Any argument that goes on and on in circles from this dimension and the next is ridiculous. We’ve had this conversation before it starts nowhere and ends with me ignoring your point of view because clearly any one-sided conversation you have with me is going to cause me to “rethink,” my actions. It just disturbs the synapses and I wind up in a black hole.
It’s really hard to come out of a dark hole.