I can't stand noise any more.
I'd rather listen to my car rattling itself to pieces than listen to the radio. Why is 'drive time' a thing? Why would anyone listen to what sounds like a pack of hyena slaughtering a wildebeast? What's with the manic laughter? Who enjoys that? Music neither soothes or energises me any more. It's just noise too.
I turn the 'interactive soundtrack' at work off, generally using the excuse that someone on the spectrum was finding the whole business unbearable. That would be me. I had kids in the building yesterday who were carrying balloon sculptures with them. The sound of those fucking balloons being scrunched nearly gave me seizures. Coffee grinders in cafes...I just don't buy coffee anymore.
My world is getting smaller and smaller.