― Joan of Arc (via psych-quotes)
I’m sitting in my car, waiting for an associate of mine when suddenly I see a young kid, at least 13. He sits on the sidewalk and uses his plastic bat to rest his head. I pay no mind and go back to reading my book.
A few moments later he starts pounding his plastic bat on the curb! The annoying sound ricocheted and echoed throughout the damn street. He continues is for about a good 10 mins.
He finally stops and goes back into his house. Either boredom hit him very hard, he was trying to summon something from another plane, or he’s studying the travel of sound.