no quiet like the absence of children
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Toronto, 2012.12.07
The apartment was so quiet overnight that I could hear, from my bed, the sound of the aquarium lights coming on in the living room. It's not a sound I've ever heard before, despite the fact that the kids aren't even up at that time of night (must be The Girl's pre-waking 'wooooing' sounds etc.)
This place is also about two rooms too big for a single occupant. I recall that from last Summer when the family went to Japan.
Figures that I woke to the news (via Mum) of an earthquake in Japan, close to the site of the giant 2011 quake. Ah-ya!