What I noticed first the day after my return was how much I missed the silence. Where I live is not that noisy, but it is only a few blocks from Watsonville's Main Street, and a couple of shopping centers, so there's almost constant traffic noise. Very late at night, and in the early mornings, when the traffic dies down, we can sometimes hear the ocean surf from over a mile away, if the currents up Struve Slough are moving the right way.
At the Crossings outside of Austin, we were far away from the city, and there's very little noisy wildlife. So when we left the meetings or the dining hall, it was very quiet. No cars, most of the time, nor planes overhead that I noticed (we live right next to the Watsonville Airport, so we see and hear small airplanes all day long).
Quiet creates peace and fosters creativity.
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