It was an impulsive decision my dad made one day. “An epiphany” he called it. We had only just come back from a short camping trip, but my dad couldn’t stop talking about those woods. It was the silence I think. He loved the silence. Eventually we found ourselves packing our bags to take permanent residence in that forest. I didn’t really care. I never had many friends where we used to live anyway. “The less human contact the better,” I thought. My first night in that house in near absolute silence was relaxing to say the least. I began to understand what my dad had been rambling on about all … [Read more...] about A Night With the Thomsons