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Brings to mind the blood thirsty "war birds" that lived in the breezeway outside my apartment. For three months they swooped battled about, scaring off all other species of bird (they were a small, brown/white bird of some type). One constantly stayed perched on the railing at the bottom of the stairs, another on the roof adjacent to my balcony - standing post, chirping nearly non-stop the entirety of the day. Not songs, just continual monotonous chirping.
It was three weeks before the cardinals and bluejays and robins came back after a leasing office staffer knocked down their straw "fort". I think he sprayed some sort of "Bird-Be-Gone" in the small openings in the bricks, too.
Will forever be thankful that they are gone.
And my neighbor's dog. It barked in watch-setting cadence nearly non-stop, as well.
Peace at last
In the old apartment, we would be inundated with cars rushing past at all hours of the night. I slowly grew used to it, even convinced myself that the woosh of cars was akin to the rush of waves crashing at a beach, but it did bother me a lot sleep-wise.
Now that I live in a more village-y apartment with a road that's barely used, I'm suddenly aware of much more different kinds of noises: animals, birds, babies crying -- anything that would break the otherwise peaceful silence.
It's super distracting too! The contrast between infrequent nature noises against silence, vs the contrast between discourteous motorists against background traffic is way waay higher than I'd thought, despite the latter being on average magnitudes in decibels louder.
TLDR: I've come to the conclusion that I can never be happy with my sleeping situation.