Aimless wrote:
axeb wrote:
Aimless wrote:
axeb wrote:
Which very second? I am listening to myself type these words, the fans of several computers, some hard drives, the beating of my legs, and the air conditioning system. This reminds me of an exercise which was assigned in class once in high school. Everyone thought I was really strange afterward. We were supposed to cease talking and write what we were hearing, so I wrote everything. I felt so embarrassed.
What else were you supposed to write? Seriously.
I don't know. Maybe it's because I have sensitive hearing. I wrote about what was happening in the room every time someone moved, and the sounds throughout the building. I thought that was obvious, and that our descriptions would be similar.
So you were seen as strange because of the depth of your hearing? I was just wondering if "write what we were hearing" had a meaning other than what I assume would be the obvious. It surprises me to learn that others don't notice all the noise around us. The computer hum sounds really loud to me, as well as the refrigerator and a few fans.
Well, maybe for them it was like what I wrote recently. For once, I feel it is quiet here, which I realize is unusual because it often feels noisy in my neighborhood, so much that it is agitating, and I wrote only a few things. Now I hear many things happening in the distance at a low frequency. Those few things are what I only hear now though. However, had you been in a room with 16 other people and someone said to write the details of everything you hear for two minutes, the description would be similar to this:
Pencils scraping, shoes sliding on rug, pencil tapping, teacher clearing his throat, teacher talking again, knuckles tapping on desk, pencils slapping table, nylon shifting, chairs creaking, David scratching his arm, door opening in adjacent room, pencil eraser bouncing on table, people breathing, paper sliding, paper crumpling, Mandy coughing, Daniel clearing his throat, Sandra clearing her throat, door closing in adjacent room, own foot tapping, Mandy coughing again, rumbling in ceiling, air conditioning activating, pencil falling on rug, Jason sighing, close shifting, chair creaking, chair creaking...and repeating many things.
There are more things happening than I can write fast enough even to write who is doing it.