Settling Further In

I now have DSL, and can write to you straight from my couch.

My couch, where I can hear a loudspeaker speaking through the neighborhood.
My couch, where I can hear the vibrations of a jackhammer breaking apart the sidewalk.
My couch, where I can watch my children play in front of me.
My couch, only steps away from my kitchen, so I can listen to the computer (and the children) while I cook.

Even with the noise of the neighborhood, I love my house.