What would you do?
I am living now in a remote small town, close to a small private university.
Renting a small apartment, which is really quiet and peaceful in the neighborhood, I thought I have found a heaven for meditation. That is, I thought so until three days ago.
Two college kids moved into my next door apartment. It is a duplex, so there are just one drywall away from me. I saw the guy moving a huge woofer and an electronic guitar into the house. My heart started to feel heavy and stomach sinking.
The first night was all right. They were not in. The next day, more stuffs moved in by three different groups of people.
Last night, my nightmare has come true. The super base of their game machine dutifully sent over my most hated noise. My heart beat increased and blood pressure raised. I struggled for two hours. The sound just won't stop. Finally, I decided to simply lie on bed and turn on the very noisy fan to cover up that base. Still, I couldn't have my peace of mind. Illusion or not, I could still hear them. In fact, I was expecting them, reaching my ears all way out to search for them.
Then, all of a sudden, I laughed at my own foolishness. With such intense expectations, I would have noticed some of the originally noises to bother myself. Why would anyone want to do this to torture himself?
But then, people do foolish things all the time. I guess this is meant to be a test for my meditation lessons. So, we'll see. Like I said last time: the self is the beginning point.
