For the last 70 or so days, New York has been eerily quiet. That is except for the 7pm nightly cheer for Healthcare and other essential workers. When I leave my building in the am and when I return, I often get a cheer and a “thank you”. I don’t really feel the need to receive a cheer but I do love hearing noise. That is, noise other than breaking news or the latest projections and contemplations as to how we get back to normal.
I want to hear kids laughing and running in the streets. I want to hear bicycle bells. I want to hear the ice cream truck. I want to overhear odd conversation snippets.
The sounds are coming back. There is still eeriness at times. However, the sounds are coming and those will bring great joy.