So many to choose from.
Sitting in the music building on a college campus and listening to everyone practicing. It’s the best worst symphony.
Waking up to an open window and everyone in the world except for the birds is asleep.
People noodling around softly at Guitar Center.
The low-fidelity hum of music when you’re outside the building it’s coming from.
Snow against a board.
Crickets in the middle of the night.
The sound of my house’s heater turning on.
When my sandal scrapes against concrete; largely, I only wear sandals to the beach or at home. So when I hear them against concrete (none found in my house), it means I’m at the beach.
Colors of the Wind playing during World of Color.
When you’re sitting in the trunk of your car in the parking lot of a park. The quiet you hear is broken only by the living.
The general quietness of parks, actually.
The echoes made by a basketball in a gym. The swish of a shot.
When the book you put back on the bookshelf makes that clack of the pages against the wood.