Alone and in my bed for a few minutes there is always that 'deafening' silence. Not to be all cheesy but in a completely silent room, with only yourself, stop a minute and turn off the TV or your computer and listen. REALLY listen. The sound of nothing is SO loud! Also sort of depressing. I guess it comes with the territory. Living alone. Getting caught up in daily rituals it's hard to realize it until just before bed. The lights off. TV off. Phone tucked away ready for the alarm to go off in the morning. Not even the slightest hint of a cricket. Just pure and utter silence. It's as though your brain tries to compensate for the silence and creates the ever so slightest muffled ringing noise. In doing so making it echo and amplifying it by a bajillion. I suppose there are worse things. Nails screeching on the chalkboard, a baby crying non-stop for four hours, the school oven timers going off and still sounding five minutes later because no one quieted them. People are social creatures. Don't live in silence forever, or you may go deaf.
Mood: Feeling homesick.
