Yeah, the woods have a way of softening the hard edges inside us. Sit by a steady stream, let the sound of water and rustle of leaves wash over you, and you’ll notice the noise in your head start to fade. The forest doesn’t just give shade; it gives room to think, to breathe, to hear what’s left when you stop chasing the next shot or the next gadget. I’ve found that in a quiet corner, the tension that builds up from city life drifts away, replaced by a clear silence that lets you see what really matters.