My wife and I are seriously considering moving out of the city. It’s not that we don’t love living in the heart of a big, bustling city. We do.
But it’s noisy.
There is a city bus that drives by our house dozens of times a day. We live a half block from a police station. There’s a hospital two blocks away. Our local streets are continually under repair and there’s lots of construction all around us.
We hear car horns honking, brakes squealing, engines roaring, and people partying on the streets at all hours.
We hear planes overhead flying to and from the local airport and the ohhhhh-wahhhhh sounds of foghorns in the bay.
We have grown somewhat tired of the noise and are thinking about selling our urban dwelling and moving into a cabin in the mountains, a bungalow by the ocean, or a cottage by a lake.
Someplace quiet. Someplace peaceful. Maybe even someplace off-grid.
Written for today’s one-word prompt, “noise.” Image credit: Brian Timmer at briantimmerart.com.