Sound Walk

Last thursday, I went out for a run before I had some work to do. I ran along Ocean Parkway where people sit with their friends and families, play an intense game of chess, or like myself, go running. During the run, I was blasting upbeat music to keep myself in the headspace and put in a little extra effort. Once I was done, I decided to walk home without listening to any music and go on my sound walk. 

The first thing I heard was the discordant noise of cars honking so they could continue driving up this express way. My footsteps tapped along the pavement while the dry leaves rustled against each other in the trees. Along the main street of my neighborhood were three bars. The first having the theme of a proper english pub, played a basketball game on the tv screen. The next, an upbeat jazz piece that made me want to walk intime with what little rhythm was there. 

The third having an off key rendition of Ah-ha’s “Take on me” for a presumed karaoke night. When I turned onto the street of my apartment I heard the ever familiar and welcoming thrum of the air vent from the little spanish restaurant on the corner. I look forward to the quick blast of heat that accompanies it during the winter. The walk ended once again with the sound of my footsteps, but purposefully crunching on the fallen leaves along the path. Some gave a crackle while others had a full on cronch. In general, it was a nice way to re-experience the life throughout my neighborhood.