The noises in my head

So first blog day I was going to leave things with just a simple starting entry, no padding for the sake of it, just blog stuff as it goes. Then I heard an original series Star Trek Tricorder.

So to be true to my original plan I’m blogging as it goes.

Lets talk about noises that aren’t there.

As far back as I can remember I’ve heard stuff that isn’t there, or rather that my brain has just decided to play to me. As a youngster this could be confusing (and no I never told anyone about it if you don’t count all those times I asked people if they could hear it too). I learned reasonably quickly that, for me at least, there was a noticeable difference between real and unreal noises and that I could easily tell the difference (as long as there was some real noise happening at the time).

To this day seemingly random noises will still play in my head from time to time and no they are not all Star Trek or even Sci-Fi based; yes sometimes they can be voices but usually if they are it’ll be someone just calling my name. Sometimes I will still have to tap something or make some other real world noise, like I did when I was a child, just to check.

Is there any up side to this? Well sort of, for me anyway, as I discovered in my late teens I could play back entire songs in my head as though I had a built in Mp3 player. The down side to it was the more I played music to myself the harder it was to tell real from unreal sounds so I try not to do it too often.

-S

Why another dumb blog?

Cos I’m freaking out!

I’ve moved into a new place just in time for a new lockdown to be announced, so that’s great.

Around 11pm last night, the first night my boys have been at their mothers since we moved in here, I realised that for the first time in their lives I can’t just swoop in and rescue my boys if something goes wrong (their mother and I just live too far apart now).

Yes there are a lot of ‘firsts’ and ‘news’ in this, why else do you think I’m writing the first entry of this new blog?

Now my boys are no longer little children, they are teens, so the chances of getting a “Dad come get me NOW!!!” phone call are pretty low….but they aren’t zero…

So after 34 hours without sleep I decided to start this blog, cos things we decide to do after an extended time without sleep are always a good idea!

– S