Normally, I enjoy the quiet mornings. I enjoy that peaceful feeling of sitting and drinking my coffee and just enjoying the stillness of it all. I find it relaxing and, at the same time, motivating. It is a good way for me to start the day. This morning, I did not particularly like the quiet. In fact, the quiet was loudly ringing in my ears. For so long, the quiet mornings were because I needed to be quiet and I came to enjoy that sensation. I didn't want to disturb anyone.
This morning's quiet was different. There was no one for me to worry about disturbing. There was no need to be quiet, and yet, quiet it was. As much as I enjoy moments of solitude, this felt different. I did not feel lonely as much as I felt empty. I know that I won't always feel like that. There will be reasons in life to fill that empty space, but for the time being, the quiet is deafening. I will adjust in time. I just did not expect something that I enjoy so much to feel so different so quickly.
That is all.
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