..There certainly were no jet airplanes over our heads, no honking horns from commuters with road rage, no quirky beeps of microwaves in kitchens, no retro sounding rings from iPhones.  And there assuredly were no phantom vibrations in our crotches (At least once per week smartphone users feel a vibration in their pocket when there is none, and 40% of those feel this vibration when in fact their smartphone is IN the palm of their hand).

If only we could suspend it all (for just a moment of course), in exchange for a type of blissful silence. A return to The Garden.  The wind is ruffling through the trees and the soothing sounds of the sea saturate our senses.  Of course we could do without the seductive slur of the snake and the permanent pain in the ass form predators. But until such time, let us laugh in unison: