Coff9

Well hello!

So, yesterday was my birthday, but it was uneventful. As I had hoped it would be. Didn't make any plans or anything like that, just decided to stay home (like I always do) and enjoy the absence of my neighbors. The best gift I could be given is solitude.

I need solitude.

I love being by myself. I love the sound of silence. I love the almost surreal feeling that only being by yourself, in the dark, late at night can give you.

The night helps bring my imagination to life and I could truly sit in a dark room by myself for hours on end, letting thoughts and ideas come and go as they please. It reminds me of my younger days, when my imagination would run wild. As I've gotten older, it becomes harder and harder to return to that state of mind.

But the sound of silence always brings me back.

Sometimes, I'll go into my bathroom, close the door, turn off the lights and just sit, watching the afterimages and color-tricks my eyes play on my brain. I could do it for hours.

Other times, I'll actually go outside, usually around three in the morning, and just wander around the neighborhood. During the day, the hustle and bustle is seemingly endless, but late at night everything falls into silence. It's beautiful, almost spiritual in its intensity. I could walk around for hours, if only my legs would let me.

The sound of silence is timeless, unchanging. It is the only consistency in my life. It always makes me feel the same way: at peace. I find this peace to be very life-affirming; something that becomes more and more valuable as I age.

Tonight, like so many other nights, I plan on lighting a candle in the dark and just watching the flame, letting the fire and my thoughts dance their dance, like they've done so many times before. Who knows what dreams may come?

Only the sound of silence.

Thank you for reading.