When I finally go through this blog again and pull out all of the stuff about writing to see if there is enough to make an outline for a book, I’m going to need to come back to today. I figured something out about space. I figured out the value of sound when it comes to space. I live in a house where the kids (most are actually fully grown men) watch anime for up to 12 hours a day. So, as you can guess, my house is a constant ballad of screaming Japanese girls. It is really too much to deal with and still maintain any sense of mindset. Even in the office when I’m trying to work, I’m hearing it. That sets the tone of the house and of my workspace. Yes, I should tell them they have to do that in their rooms, but the very not brady situation here means this will only create more problems. So, I came up with another solution.
I’m listening to the sound of a storm.
I’ve talked about this before–how the sound of roaring or falling water makes me feel instantly better. Rain and waves in particular manipulate my mindspace towards the productive and the powerful. I put on the rain, and I don’t have to be where I am physically adjacent to. If you are in a similar situation, do this. Find your peace sound-be it waterfalls, Bob Ross, or what have you. If your homespace doesn’t allow for you to turn on the speakers, then slide on the headphones. The key here is that the music is supposed to transport you away and not towards. It is a barrier vs. an escape. The words are the escape and the music holds back the outside world so you can get to where you need to be.