Do you sometimes "enjoy the silence"?

[Ciel_Rouge]

I guess the diner is a good place to ponder upon silence as opposed to music. I have a couple of philosophical as well as practical questions:

1. how quiet is your environment? How many and what kind of ambient noises and the like do you have where you are while reading this post?

2. how much silence and tranquility is there in your life e.g. in one day?

3. do you sometimes enjoy completely silent or noise-free surroundings like a quiet room while reading a book or gentle sounds of the forest?

[Szykneij]

3. do you sometimes enjoy completely silent or noise-free surroundings like a quiet room while reading a book or gentle sounds of the forest?

Absolutely! I can't avoid listening actively, so it's impossible for me to read while there's music playing. My attention is always drawn to the music.

I don't experience a lot of daily silence or tranquility, but I do have a couple of places to retreat to when needed, and a short amount of quiet time each day is relaxing and refreshing.

[karlhenning]

A little silence every day is essential (to me).

[MN Dave]

I live in a condo so there is much unwanted noise: dogs barking, the person below slamming, laughing and stomping, people stomping down the hallways like mastodons. Indeed, I enjoy silence as a reading environment but you can tell it's not easy for me.

[Spotswood]

I guess the diner is a good place to ponder upon silence as opposed to music. I have a couple of philosophical as well as practical questions:

3. do you sometimes enjoy completely silent or noise-free surroundings like a quiet room while reading a book or gentle sounds of the forest?

Well, yes. For me, listening to music is an activity, requiring attention, emotional response and intellectual engagement. It takes energy, and sometimes, though rarely, it is energy I would rather not expend. I don't generally have it on just as background noise, unless maybe when I'm driving, and even then, there are times I prefer to have the radio off.

On the other hand, forests scare me ...