The joy in being silent

Been going through it lately. Find myself venturing a couple blocks to a nearby beach, and driving past the 4wd only sign to find some solitude.

I go out there, set a timer for a hour, put my ear plugs in (earplugs are custom made for extended periods of power tool work in enclosed spaces), and stare at the shore.

I'm not figuring my life out, or trying to achieve zen. just shut down for an hour. I quit thinking, quit everything but looking, and listen to my breathing. I watch the birds come and go, searching the shore for minnows and mollusks and all in silence. Eventually my watch vibrating is enough to bring me back to it, and I go home.

My life is so loud, and busy, and constantly changing. Sometimes I think I just need a lack of noise for a while.

Anyone else?