Relativity

My neighbors are odd. The lady wakes up at 6:30 and starts making noise in the kitchen, at 7 a.m., she is already frying her onions and making preparation for lunch. They have other weirdness too, like that one weekend when they had guests over and their guests (or all of them for that matter) sang really loudly non-stop...sang these sad traditional Persian songs...

Of course, they also must think I am very odd, especially when I talk to the little dog who visits me occasionally, particularly when I baby talk to him, when I ghorboon sadagheh him left and right. They must think I am crazy.

I guess we are now even.