I like warm and quiet coffee shops where I don’t need to put in earbuds to soften the noise level that is causing me to be counter productive. I especially like coffee shops where younger generations mingle where the music is not so loud that I cannot hear my friend’s expressions. The coffee must be nutty and brewed well, not overly sweet.
I like watching movies at home with surround sound not in theaters full of busy inconsiderate people and potentially dangerous moments. I like the lights off with pouring rain outside while wrapped in a blanket and clutching a pillow. Homemade salted popcorn lost between stitched seats.
I like the outdoors alone with birds singing and trees whispering. The barefoot path to bubbling brooks and crawdads in nooks. The solitude of a walk through woods bursting with color.
I like sitting cross-legged on a grassy knoll far from the bustling of a small town. Sitting in a pitched tent with warm soup in hand. The breeze gently brushing by.
I like a good book. Lost in adventure where time and sound are no more.