Sound walk notes

When the sound walk began, I first noticed our footsteps that created a layer of sound in the stairway. I heard the building breathing as we stood at the bottom of the stairs. The roar of traffic was the first sound to pour through when the door was opened. Walking down Guadalupe, The oncoming and going traffic drowned out much of everything until I heard the high pitched sounds of children talking and laughing. In the distance I heard construction. The clings and hammering sounded scattered across the city. I could hear a drone of machinery somewhere near them. Walking back towards campus, birds were heard chirping and whistling, scattered just as the clings and hammering. Squeaking brake pads passed us by. Approaching Little field, music sounded from some speakers.  The murmurs of voices were scattered throughout the inside of the cafe. Computer beeps sounded out the cafe like birds as silverware clinked like the construction hammering outside. Chip bags could be heard being picked up and opened. Doors opened and closed on all sides of us. Even inside, the music could be heard blaring through the outside speakers. The wheels of a trash can rolled and bumped across the tiled floor. Under all this sound, I heard the A.C. fan humming. Leaving the cafe, on Dean Keaton, bicycle wheels spun as bikers rode by.  Waves of cars roared passed us on the street. A bus coming to its stop exhaled loudly as it halted. Inside the garage, the reverb of outside voices and traffic could be heard. The vending machines stood humming in the corner.
      I couldn't help but notice that the everyday things around us sound alive.  When paying attention to the sound of everything around me, it all seemed to have life. The clangs of silverware sounded almost like the chirps of birds outside and the sounds of construction. They came in short bursts and never from just one direction. They were always scattered around. The computer beeps in the cafe also reminded me of chirping birds. The CMB building sounded as though it were breathing as we stood at the foot of the stairs. The bus I saw come to its stop also seemed to breath as it exhaled loudly. The on-coming cars roared out at us as we passed. It was interesting to see how everything seemed to be alive in sound. It was like walking through a jungle filled with wild animals that all inhabited their own space.  It was almost like a jungle of sound.