My heartbeat just goes up. It just triggers me so fucking much.
Even talking does’t trigger me that much, it’s something about that phone speaker’s weak crackling sound, I despise that. It’s like the REVERSE of asmr.
My heartbeat just goes up. It just triggers me so fucking much.
Even talking does’t trigger me that much, it’s something about that phone speaker’s weak crackling sound, I despise that. It’s like the REVERSE of asmr.
Japan has ruined me for going anywhere in public elsewhere. If someone is playing anything that others can hear, they will get told off. I love the silence. (This unfortunately does not apply inside store like don kihote that have 37 different things blaring music at once and I can’t enter without noise-canceling headphones).
Don Quixote has that kind of vibe though. Like going into a model or anime shop you’d kind of expect to hear music related
My problem is the volume is insane and it’s the shop music competing with some talking display competing with some other talking/singing thing. I’d hate it much less if it were all the same thing. My brain can’t filter and tries to listen to all of them and fails leading to frustration but also a mild panic.