there is something so mesmerizing by hearing some small, almost universally ignored sounds. when stillness is interrupted by the soft rustle of paper, or I can hear some innocuous bug doing it’s thing. I also love the sound of animals chewing, but hate how humans sound when they do it. I once sat in detention at school, the room was so quiet. a fly landed on my desk, and I could hear it clean itself. it was so surreal. How many others have heard that sound?
yeah! and the job was named after it’s most prolific artist, Jack Foley! I tell ya, if I could be a fly on the wall of a Foley Artist… Man… that’d be cool
I’ll never be able to hold a candle to my grandma, but planting seeds and seeing the little seedlings poke out of the soil. It’s really satisfying to know that I’ve done something right to be able to create life.
Trains. Specifically Japanese trains. I lived there about a decade ago and often uses the trains to get to Tokyo or malls on weekend, and have grown to be obsessed with it. From regular passenger trains to Shinkansens (bullet train).
My biggest wish is to be able to live there again. I really miss those times!
It’s a cute animated show about a magical summer camp. From what I remember it isn’t as serious as the other shows, but still very much worth the watch if you can find it
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