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I’ve decided to attempt one of those fancy 30 day writing challenges. If I know myself, I may make it to Day Four. Maybe Five. If I quit, just tell me to quit being an asshole and get back to writing.  Teamwork y’all.

Today’s prompt is:  What are your favorite sounds?

If I had to make a guesstimation, I would say that many people would respond with: “The sound of the ocean!” (Don’t hold me to this. I simply made up facts. Everyone likes fake news, right? Okay, good).

Of course, why not love the sound of the ocean? The ocean brings back memories of the summer. Vacation. Seafood. Family time. Salty skin and beach waved hair. The ocean reminds us that we are not at our desks, suffering a 9-5. The waves keep you in check with their methodic crashing, lulling you to sleep in the most perfect, Earth hug ever.

Don’t get me wrong, I love the ocean and the waves.

It’s just not my favorite sound.

In terms of “sound” I immediately went to “What’s my favorite music?” but I scratched that. Music is awesome, it also teleports you away from whatever dumpster fire you’re dealing with or the happiest of occasions you’re about to experience.

Sound though.

What is my favorite SOUND. 

The dictionary defines sound as:

the sensation produced by stimulation of the organs of hearing by vibrations transmitted through the air or another medium.

or

the particular auditory effect produced by a given cause

Just so you know, I looked at the definition for a few minutes. I don’t think I blinked either. Has that ever happened to you? Where you feel hypnotized and you’re unable to move or blink, but your mind is still thinking and probably saying, “Dude. Blink. You are alive. BLINK YOUR EYES.”  No? Okay. I’m a weirdo.

I’ve been sitting here thinking. Chewing on my pen. Biting the bottom half of  my lip ever so gently.

Sound. Sound. Sound.

And now I have Simon & Garfunkel stuck in my head, “The sound… of silence.”

With that song popping into my head after a string of random thoughts, I realized what my favorite sound is:

the way winter sounds

There is a particular way winter “sounds,” especially right before it snows. For those of you who are unfamiliar with snow, I promise it’s only pretty from inside the house when your hot chocolate has booze in it. Otherwise, nah. However, right before it snows, if you happen to be outside, the world sounds muffled.

Like when you have cotton in your ears.

The air feels heavy and dense. Cars sound far away. You can just feel the sound of snow. For me, it’s cozy.  It’s also a rare treat, as I live in the South and we rarely see snow. And if you know anything about Snowpocalypse 2014, then you fully understand how the South deals with the “Devil’s dandruff” (hint: not very well).

The sound of winter reminds me of when I was little. We lived in Michigan at the time, on a dead end street. Our house was a tan/yellow brick color and we had chocolate colored shutters and a chocolate colored door. We also had a milkman and a front porch with astroturf on it.

Yet, in the winter, we had one cool thing: an igloo maker.

YES.

It was a plastic square with a handle on it. The idea was to make snow squares and build yourself an igloo to live in the front yard.  I never made it longer than an hour or so- but I do remember trying to build one with the neighbor friends.

Our gloves and mittens would be soaked. Our snowsuits wet and shimmery. We’d have those rosy cheeks and runny noses, but damn it, we were going to build an igloo if it killed us. I can specifically remember laying in the front yard on my back, staring up at the falling snow. Doing that made me feel sick to my stomach because of how trippy the snow looked falling from the sky. Even now, I feel kind of queasy remembering it.

The best part of the sound of winter was coming inside and getting a bowl of hot tomato soup with a grilled cheese sandwich. You’d put your gloves on the heater vent and sit down to eat your lunch and watch cartoons.

The simpler times.

When the weather made a sound that felt like a hug.

 

 

 

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