You know what I love? Silence. I sit in the dark in silence a lot of nights, which my wife thinks is a little strange. But the kids go to bed, my wife goes to bed. If I can, I watch a movie, an old movie usually. And then, I come back into the house. I love how quiet it is and how dark it is. Two minutes, just sit there. It’s been very restorative.
“The plain was dry and cold and covered in an icy sheet for there had been no sun in that place, no font of warmth, until one chimeric morning the sun first dawn above the distant hill and spanned the horizon line with its pallid and steaming glare illuminating the new cerulean firmament and below it the shades of the Earth came to life as if a brush were dragged over paper, a watercolor iconography captured across mossy stone.”
Aidan Scott | The Garden