It's been a week now that I've officially lived on beautiful Guemes Island, and here's the thing - I LOVE IT. Sure. Sure. It's still the honeymoon phase. I'm still in awe of the novelties of island living - taking the ferry, giving a two finger wave to every car I pass on the road, random dogs roaming about, daily trips to the beach. What's not to love, right? But, I do really, honestly love it. All of it. And what I love most - it's SO FREAKING QUIET HERE. Well, it's quiet other than the symphony of frogs, raindrops, light wind in the trees and, in daylight hours, chirping birds and the occassional rooster. Nature's soundtrack has replaced traffic, sirens, loud music from cars, people yelling. I love it. Sure, it's only been a week, and in a month I may crave a stray siren in the night, or a car alarm going off, but right now, as of this very moment, I'm in love with the deafening mating call of the tree frogs.
When I sit outside, I can actually hear my own thoughts. Little Virgo runs arouns chattering, making up songs, talking to plants and seashells and I just listen to nature and what's going on in my head. It's so crazy to leave a city - is Boulder a city or a town? - and realize how much noise there is in our lives. It's a constant buzz that we don't even notice anymore. Here, there's nothing. Sometimes two or three hours pass without a car driving by the cabin and I start to wonder what everyone else is doing; where'd everybody go? City habits die hard.
I find myself wanting to break the silence sometimes, but I don't. Little V loves to do it. She'll just scream, hello! at the top of her lungs. So she takes care of the urge for both of us. It's like when someone is cutting your bangs and there's hair on your nose and you want to blow it off or wipe it off with your hand but you can't because it will screw up the haircut. You're just dying, DYING, to get that trimming off your nose, but you know if you do, the stylist will just have to stop, be annoyed (but not you, Annie Luna) and the look at the whole situation again. If I pierce the natural quiet I'll interrupt the thoughts that have been muted in my head for so long by all the other noise. I'm gonna try not to, because I really love this quiet thing, this island thing, this quiet island Virgo.
AHHHHHHHHHHH. just kidding.