I woke up this morning - a Saturday morning - and wondered what had happened to the world. There was no sound, not even the usual moped on its way to a weekend job. It was eerie, and I almost felt like I wasn't in the city anymore... almost.
My professor and colleague says that urban sounds can be considered comforting to some people. I would have agreed with this statement had it been made 2-3 years ago. Not anymore. I love the silence of nature. I love the silence of the ocean waves breaking on rocks and shore. The sound is gentle and inviting in its wildness. It speaks to my heart.