You don’t need the majesty of mountains or the glory of a Californian coastline to reap the benefits of being outside; you just have to get out there. “I’d rather be outside on a rainy day than in the office on a bright and sunny one”. Unknown.
But it’s not a cacophony, more a delicate fullness of natural sound that fills the thick air around you. It’s also not the case that these sounds weren’t there before. Rather, because you suddenly lack the ability to see, you gain the ability to listen. The forest converses with itself, and you overhear. Everything is suddenly very present to the mind and ears. You are so in this fucking moment.
