We don't know true silence.

And this came to light a few weeks ago during a trip with family and friends.

We stayed in a cabin out in the middle of nowhere, about an hour from Zion National Park in Utah.

And Ashley, a friend of the family, mentioned that even though our little sanctuary was quiet

compared to our normal everyday lives, the airways were still inundated with noise.

And so we sat there for a little while, paying attention and listening in on all the sounds that surrounded us.

You know, planes as they went overhead,

but it seemed like every 10 minutes or so.

And I realized for the first time that even 10,000 feet up,

you could hear a plane's engine echoing through the canyons.

Cars from the two-lane road out in the distance could be heard as if they were a few feet away.

It was fascinating.

Even while staying in a location as remote as ours, we weren't alone.

We never experienced total silence.

Apparently, there are only a few places in the world where this type of silence exists.

And Ashley briefly mentioned them,

citing an article she'd recently come across.

I just found the whole thing more and more interesting.

It never dawned on me before.

You know, the extent to which noise and complexity

surrounded us.

My normal is one of chaos.

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