Your world is a whole lot quieter then mine. I see the world in all the loud colors as if an orchestra continually played the cresciodo while yours is the sound of a drop of water coming from a sink. We both have the same equipment to listen but sometimes I believe yours is off or on a whole different channel. Silence is truly golden in your world while mine is on full volume. I’m sure there is much I miss hearing at my volume but occasionally I wish I could just adjust your volume,