Dorky as it sounds, I love the empty fullness of silence.
And sadly, I am forced to miss it, because I have some pretty bad inner-ear damage from antibiotics, so I have tinnitus which has gotten steadily louder and [span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"]louder [/span]over the years.
You never get to a point where you can tune it out, unfortunately. And I remember very clearly the sound of nothingness, and miss it.
Some nights the only thing that keeps me from wishing I was deaf is that I wouldn't get to hear any of the good noises either, the ones about which I was speaking earlier.
Hissing sounds (like tap water), crowd mumbling, and music are nearly intolerable to me.