Views from my room window. It’s Saturday so the construction crews aren’t working today.
Most people are woken up by the sound of their alarm clocks, some by their spouse/partner/equivalent, and some even by the crowing of roosters – aka cocks (giggity!) – I, like many other residents of the Marine Drive Dorm, am woken up by the cacophony of construction sounds outside my bedroom window at 7:30am sharp every weekday morning. (see pic above)
Initially, I regarded this as a mild nuisance, but now I have become accustomed….even attached…to the construction noise that starts at 7:30am every weekday morning. While others may hear jackhammers, forklifts, etc., I have come to regard our 7:30am ritual as ubc housing’s way of gently nudging me to get out of bed, giving me a warm hug, and sending me off to start my day. I got so much done this semester, probably because I was encouraged to get out of bed so early.
This morning, like most weekends, the construction crews weren’t working. Perhaps out of habit, I woke up at 7:30 this morning to the eiree silence outside the building. I freaked out a bit initially, and I got to thinking: in an insane, weird, totally abnormal way, I am really going to miss the construction noise when they finish that building….
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