Symphony in My Head

Are there cicadas in that tree? (meaning the one to my right.)

She: I don't hear anything.

I: I think October is way too late for cicadas.

She: Poor Baby. It's no wonder you're grouchy.

I: I'm not grouchy.

She: No, you've not been today. But then I was asleep all afternoon.

I: What does that tell you?

I have tinnitus, have had for many years. It's presentations seem to be getting more bizarre.
Cicadas to the right-- constant, warbling buzz. Crickets to the left-- chirk. chirk. chirk.