When you hear the sound of cicadas what do you think of?
Me, I think of warm nights spent at my grandparents lake house. Sleeping on their screened in porch wiith my cousin and sister.
I also remember the house I previously lived in out in the country. The cicadas would be so loud and deafining that I would have to cover my head with a pillow to drown them out. Funny how now I would give anything to hear their sweet melody again. Something to bring me back to such better times. Something that could put me to sleep with a smile on my face. If i close my eyes and listen really hard Its almost like i can hear them. and for once I am at peace and my mind isnt focused on everything wrong.
just because of a simple sound