Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Silence; sort of
I live in an urban environment where houses are close together. In the mornings, I hear birds waking up quite nosily, dogs barking for hours, neighbors talking, coming and going, sharing the sounds of bodily functions (sneezing, coughing--my least favorite--hawking, spitting, being sick), etc. But every day, around 2 p.m. until 4 p.m., things are...okay, if not silent, at least quiet.
I treasure this time of day. If I'm working on a contracted project, this is my sweet time to work best. I can think, write reviews, read books for review, even nap, should I be so inclined.
It's a bit sad that it doesn't last generally more than these two hours--sometimes, the idea of living completely off the grid appeals to me greatly--but they are two wonderful, peaceful hours. And then surrounding life seems to switch back on again.
Ah well, one must always be grateful for every little gift one is given.