Haunted by some high frequency cymbal-ring in my right ear, right now, for days. It’s LOUDER THAN BEFORE. I’m thinking it might be the one true name of God in the language of the angels. It must end some time? Or maybe it’s the noise residue from the birth of the universe, or the tell-tale tinkle of anti-matter bumping into bosons in passing. In which case it might be permanent. Maybe it’ll be the frequency of Me, when entropy has finished with me and I’m smeared, one atom thick, from here to infinity.