I have been sick for *days.* I'm not running a fever any more, but I have a killer headache that won't go away. I can't get any rest, though, because it's only three days away from the Fourth of July, and I live in a typical American trailer park. Even with all the windows sealed tight, there is no place I can go where it's quiet.

This is going to be judgmental, but I have to vent it out somehow, or I'll just go cuckoo. I'm losing any mind I may have ever had.

I might, just might, MAYBE be able to tolerate the constant bang-boom-blast of the fireworks my neighbors are incessantly setting off, if I thought they were really doing it for patriotic reasons and want to honor the nation's independence. But naw, they're just using the upcoming Fourth of July as an excuse to get rowdy and make noise, that's all. Kind of like how some people supposedly celebrate the birth of Christ by getting snot-faced drunk and acting anything but Christlike. Maybe if I felt well, I could put up with it. I've lived here for three years, and it hasn't bothered me before. But right now, I just want to stand out in my yard and scream, "WILL YOU UNCIVILIZED ANIMALS KNOCK IT OFF WITH THE FIREWORKS??? IT'S NOT EVEN THE FOURTH YET, MORONS!"

I need to get out of here and go someplace where I can have peace and quiet. But I don't know where to go or how I'd get there.