It's an old house, and it's filled with noise long after the workmen have left. The fridge and furnace intermittently kick in and out, there's the sound of magpies and crows on the roof as they hide their treasures and try to crack their nuts. A slow leaking faucet drips-drips-drips, and there are throaty gurgles as the drains all at once decide to swallow. Squirrels rattle in the drainpipes. There are other noises from the kitchen, sounds of objects being dropped or falling, but upon investigation nothing is ever out of place, there are rattles, I blame the mouse. In the bedroom at night I can hear it, he always sounds as if he's in the room with me, chewing, I haven't found what he's chewing.
a miscellany of completely unrelated thoughts...