Aren't there some days you feel that the quiet will eat you alive? That the solitude will swallow you whole?
That's how I've felt today. It's been unsettlingly quiet. I thought I'd enjoy the quiet when I laid down with my blankets and pillows, but the room seemed to be humming. Humming with life. A soft tune carried throughout the whole house as I closed my eyes and opened my mind. I felt that I was being judged for listening.
What a silly thing to think.
I promptly sat up in bed and made myself make noise.
I coughed. And then giggled softly.
Those two noises came from a living, breathing human being. Sometimes I think I forget how powerful I am. And where that power comes from.
And how powerful silence can be.
