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Why Are Mornings So Much Louder Now?
Have you noticed this? You wake up, stretch slightly, and suddenly you sound like a creaky Victorian house settling in a windstorm. Every joint pops like microwave popcorn.
Your neck sounds like someone stepping on old twigs. Your knees play their greatest hits. Even your eyelids make noise now.
You’re not imagining it — mornings are louder.
Part of it is wear and tear. Part of it is age. Part of it is that we finally slowed down enough to hear the soundtrack our bodies have been playing for decades.
When you’re younger, you don’t notice the noise because you’re moving constantly. When you’re retired, you notice everything (especially the internal percussion ensemble).
But here’s the funny thing: these sounds aren’t signs that you’re falling apart.
They’re reminders you’re still functioning. A noisy hinge still opens. A creaky floor still holds weight. A popping knee is still a knee that lets you walk into another day.
And that’s the real point: you woke up again.
You opened your eyes. You’re here. You’re alive enough to complain about the noise. Survivors know something younger people don’t: noise isn’t the enemy. Silence is.
So embrace the soundtrack. Call it your Morning Symphony in C Minor. Laugh at it. Stretch through it. Let it remind you of the miles you’ve walked, the trips you’ve taken, the slopes you’ve skied, the sights you’ve seen, and the life you’ve lived.
Today, you woke up noisy.
Good.
It means you woke up.
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If this made your day 2% better, a Like is a pretty good trade.
Hey, can you avoid chores for a few more minutes? You might like these:
Ask A Retired Guy: Why Do Sundays Make Me Feel Older?
Ask A Retired Guy: How Do I Practice Gratitude Without Getting Mushy?
Downbeat: The Drones Are Winning
Or a whole morning of work avoidance awaits you at BlackPapers Archive
