Silence and Noise

It has been hours since I last heard noise. And it is only now that I heard silence again. The silence that I cling to in times of sadness. The silence I run to in times of fear. The silence I linger on to seek comfort. I heard of noise just hours ago and it irritated me. The noise of boisterous laughter. The noise of drunken men. The noise of parties. Ugh. Why can't they all be sane people? I try ignoring them, but, it's not use. Their noise is much powerful than the silence inside me. They're maybe sleeping now, but, hey, I'm still awake. 

It's dawn and I'm still awake, trying to finish something. Maybe it's adrenalin that forces me to stay up this late and finish our paper. Maybe I will have a good slumber once I reach home. Maybe not. Right now, I am in front of my laptop, trying to be awake, while listening to the beautiful melody of silence, harmonized by the chicken's alarm. Few people are talking.  Few vehicles are moving. They are all harmonized to form the silence from within.

I remember one time when in an instant, I only heard silence. Yes, there were boisterous laughter, but I only heard silence. Yes, there were many moving vehicles, but I only heard silence. Yes, there were loud conversations, but I only heard silence. It was very quiet, much more quiet than now. I don't know why or how. I know that it was only for a short matter of time, but, it was magical, like somewhere I never wanted to leave.

Ahy. So much for my frivolous thoughts. Speaking of which, I already changed my column name. So sad. It's not frivolous thoughts anymore. Rather, I went back to my former name, Box Cart. No harm done, it's still an Owl City Song (Umbrella Beach).

Well, let me bid you good night err, good morning, while I try hitting the hay. If not, then, I'll get back to you.