Herself's hearing is often alarmingly acute. She is frequently aware of the tiniest of sounds. She can hear people chewing two rooms away. She cannot turn her iPod low enough when she listens to it at night. She loathes balloons, because they have the potential to *POP*. She has been this way since she was a tiny girl.
Beyond the mere volume of sounds is their quality - timbre and tone; echo, reverberation; vibration, pitch, resonance. Herself can tell when the appliances are having difficulty by the slightest change in their intonations. She notices whenever the radio stations tinker, even ever-so-slightly, with the speed of the playlists. Voices, too, are vitally important - when she and her friends contemplate which current actors are the most attractive, she always takes voice into consideration when casting her vote.
She loves some types of music, and, in fact, will listen to the same song over and over and over again if it has appealed to her. Her iPod is never far away. She has favorite music selections for all of her activities - chores, exercise, driving - and for all of her moods - cheerful, angry, sentimental. There are specific songs that remind her of certain moments or of particular individuals.
What does she like to hear the most? Wind chimes. A gong. The silence of a snow-covered forest. Her piano. A quiet guitar. Muted sounds of the desert. The low voice of a loved one in her ear.
What do you like to hear?
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