>"...with time he became immune to the disturbing sounds of trains passing by..."< Our family once moved into a larger house in an older part of town. It took

>"...with time he became immune to the disturbing sounds of trains passing by..."< Our family once moved into a larger house in an older part of town. It took only a single night to accommodate to passing trains. But the sound of rain falling on the galvanized tin roof was magical - we tried to lie in bed and listen every rainy night but nonetheless failed! Apparently the brain accommodates remarkably well to simple floaters. Recently, while selecting DVDs at the local library, much to the alarm of a nearby patron, I found myself swatting at a large moth attempting to land on my left hand. Almost immediately I realized the "moth" was inside my eye! A month has passed and this floater, which (according to my opthalmologist) consists of two segments of tissue hinged together at one end and which flaps like a butterfly when my eye moves, now appears as a single smaller floater. With time, perhaps it will be rendered invisible.