after handing in the exampaper (and a great night with the girls at Jolene and Butique Lize in Vesterbro with lots of loud dance-music, cocktails and fun) I was off to my parents. Together we went south to our summer cottage at Møn, where we are staying a couple of days. My brother went back to Copenhagen, its too quiet at Møn he thinks.
It is spring allright, the sun is warm - but the wind is cold. I fell asleep outside in the sun after lunch today, and woke up to the sound of birdsong and wind in the trees. When I am here I am reminded how stressfull city noise actually is. Here, I can hear people talk hundres of miles away (depends on the wind of corse). I can hear a mouse rusle in the grass, a beetle crawl under the brown leaves and all the birds sing. I may hear a moped far away, but it is too far away for me to see it with my eyes. Here, the wind in the leaves is what dominates the scene. Not cars, not trains, not people shouting or music played on poor mobile-loudspeakers. Wind is the factor that determine how far I can reach with my ears.
It is natur's music and I instantly feel relaxed. After just a day I unknowingly turns down the radio because it seems loud. I dont need to turn up the volume, because there is no noise to drown. Slowly, I forget to check my phone, and my iPod lies untouched in my bag. My computer is my window, but the sound is turned off. Now, there is only peace - for the ears.
And when it is so silent- my mind begins to wander...
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