Wednesday, February 29, 2012
There are not nearly enough opportunities in my week for me to experience well and true silence. I think this may be why I enjoy a good snowfall. The snow acts as a kind of dimmer switch, and dulls all the grating city noise that I am surrounded by.
This feels continually out of my reach as something I can easily change. Yet I feel it at my very core - my life is busy, I crave some silence.