I never craved quiet when I was young. Now, I can’t get enough of it.
It takes me an hour to drive in to work every morning, and that time was filled with listening to sports analysis, which typically did nothing more than make me angry about things I had no business being angry about. Sometimes I filled that time with some screaming guitars and juvenile lyrics and most recently my morning drive has been spent listening to great ideas through audiobooks.
Audiobooks are amazing and I can’t get enough of them, but recently even they have been replaced with quiet. I said quiet and not silence because this morning I could hear the engine, I could hear the rain beating down on my windshield, and I could hear the splashing beneath my tires.
Regardless of the decibal level, my morning drive is not filled with quiet and I can’t tell you how peaceful it is and what thoughts come to my mind. My mind wonders all over the places. Places I have never thought about and places I want to go. It goes over things I need to get done, and things I have failed to do. I can’t imagine how I got on with things before I allowed my mind a little free reign exercise in the morning.
I can’t get enough of it, and if your life is filled with noise, maybe you should try a little too.
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