In my experience spending time by the sea makes you grow accustomed to the sound of crashing waves. I am sure people who live on train lines will tell us that after a while the sound blends into the background of their day to day life unnoticed. In the building next to my office live a group of disabled children. One of these children makes a constant loud humming sound every moment he is awake. In my first week I decided the sound must have come from some sort of wind tunnel, noticing that the sound remained unchanged in all weather conditions I asked another worker about it. Her response was “it must be the sound of a child next door, I don’t hear it anymore”. Today I thought back on this conversation and realized that suddenly I don't hear him either unless focus hard enough. I have become so used to the sound of his struggle that I don’t notice it anymore. It makes me wonder, how much in life can we train ourselves to ignore when it is staring us in the face, or ringing in our ears…
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