What I Hear (Blog #2) | *Crunch*
FINAL DRAFT: I’m sitting here at Hunter college; getting homework done, and thinking about where I’m gonna do my sound-walk. I’m brainstorm running around the Upper-West-Side in the snow, but this doesn't appeal to me very much, so I think again. I notice that I am driven to remain in the warmth of this building and take my walk around Hunter, but, I worry that “Hunter” isn't a viable option for the assignment. So I brainstorm some more. Suddenly, the sharp sound of a bag of “Doritos" being opened, catches my attention. All my attention. In an instant. The sharp *crinkle* of a girl pulling at the bag- opening the bag- is music to my hungry ears. I turn my head so that my eardrums can be that much closer to the noise. They want to be as close to the sound as possible, so they can wait in anticipation of the next, even more satisfying sound. *Crunch.* I take a deep inhale and realize I’d just been holding my breath. Literally holding my breath, w...