The sea (a hundred meters from me) is noisy and actually quite loud. Why does it not disturb me?
Perhaps because of periodicity — which it lacks. There is a randomness to its waves, its rhythm is slow and uneven, not fast and machine-like.
True, the nightly wolf-like howling of dogs I heard some days ago was also aperiodic, but not soothing. So lack of periodicity is not enough.
Anyway, I, who consider me a mountain lover, have come down from the mountain and enjoy the sea much more than I thought.
Today I will also enter it, taste the waves. Or let them taste me.
