A passage from Choong Yee Voon's essay "Fishing for Sleep" runs: "The thin and distant cry of a cat is raised by my ears to a fighting pitch. The sound of a motorcycle engine gets under my skin, winding me up to the point that I become angry at the wind-wafted curtains which have startled the first faint hints of drowsiness, sending them skittering away.
再看鍾怡雯的《垂釣睡眠》：「遠處細微的貓叫，在聽覺裡放大成高分貝的廝殺；機車的引擎特別容易發動不安的情緒，甚至遷怒風動的窗簾，它驚嚇了剛要蒞臨的膽小睡意。