Making Noise

I make a lot of noise, but sometimes I feel like the Ricola guy, standing on a Swiss mountaintop and blowing into a big, silly horn.

No one’s around to hear it. No one but me and the resident wildlife mindlessly grazing within within earshot. And they’re just like, “WTF?”

I’m going to keep on making noise, though, until someone hears me. Stopping was my mistake.

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