My next door neighbor has a dog that barks. All. Day. Every. Day.
I’m starting to lose my cool. The noise permeates my entire apartment. Concentrating on writing has become impossible and I find myself wanting to leave just to escape the repetitive, high-pitched racket. The leasing office knows and assures me they will attend to the matter. Oh, I hope they do!
Want Sobriety? Quit Drinking. 