Blog #2

In my neighborhood there is a spot I always go to whenever I need to clear my head and just relax with nothing to bother me at the moment. This place is not necessarily isolated but rather detached from where I live, as it is connected by a small bridge over the highway that connects that side of the world to mine. Sitting at a bench I usually take in the warm sun as it sets into the horizon. I hear the sounds of the waves gently crashing along the beach and the soft wind blowing past my ears. The whooshing sound of the cars flying by in the highway, rushing to their destination.  These sounds were always put together into just a noise to me, never an isolated part that caught my attention unless it was the occasional honk of the car horn or a big wave crashing along the rocks. Instead my attention was always caught by the seagulls cawing on the metallic barrier, where they perched looking out into the sea. Individually the cawing was loud but quickly faded into the background, however once a couple more of them came by it became a piercing sound that made me wince a bit once I paid attention to their activities. It was short lived, however, as they flew away once people walked by. The sound of footsteps and conversations of people slowly passing by as they stroll along. Their voices blending in except for the occasional yell by some children that broke through the hidden veil of the surrounding noise. These outbursts only lasted for a moment and soon faded away as soon as they appeared. Hearing the symphony of noise, I turn my head to another familiar sound of a bell ringing. The sound of a bike quickly riding through, warning those who were obstructing their path to move. The wheels sounding like little gears whispering, their soft clicks hiding beneath everything else is just loud enough to hear them incoming. Just like with everything else though, they fade away and the sound of the waves hitting the rocks, the cars whizzing by, and the wind gently breezing is the lullaby that always remains in the end. The lullaby that eases everyone’s troubles away for those short brief moments that last as long as they sit on the bench.