What a vacation! It was only five days, but at times it seemed endless.
From June 8 to June 12, I house-sat for a friend. She had me look after her cat and plants while she was away.
The good thing about cats and plants is that they don’t make noise; a lack of noise was the first thing I noticed. No horns honking. No engines accelerating. No people talking. No cell phones ringing. No music coming from someone’s headphones. No one wanting to discuss the weather. Just silence. S I L E N C E. Wow!
I had forgotten that such silence exists. My nomadic lifestyle comes with noise and unwanted conversations. Even at the library I often have to wear earplugs. Rarely, if at all, is there silence. If there is, then it does not last long.
I was so taken by the silence that I spent long periods of time simply staring off into space. I listened to and savored the silence. Time seemed endless as the silence went on forever. Anyone looking at me would say that I was catatonic.
Several times I sat down to write and got distracted by the silence. I stared off into space. Before I knew it, a whole century had passed! I had other things to do.
Has anyone ever heard of silence being an excuse for not writing?
Alas, my vacation ended. As I write this, at the library, the man beside me is babbling on his cell phone. Some students nearby are laughing and talking. (That’s how they study these days.) A woman behind me is talking to people no one else can see. I don’t see any cats, but I see some plants. The plants, like the ones at my friend’s house, are not making any noise. How nice.