It does hit my walls, I thought in complete silence. This silence thing is a recurrent theme around here, and there’s nothing I can do to stop it. Not that I want that. Nooo, silence is a dish best served cold, in the tight air of wispers that runs right out of you. When the world ends, when everything else fails, there’s nothing left but silence.
Inspiration: Five Sentence Fiction.
Sometimes it really does feel as though there’s nothing but silence…
When everything falls apart, you might need the silence…
Silence is not golden at times. It’s kind of like „when a tree falls in the forest, does it make sound?”
On the rare night when my husband is away from home, the silence of his absence is deafening, the void is dark and cold and deep. Yet in the daytime I love a Saturday of silence and being here alone, no work phones, no interruptions, just snoozing cats and me at the keyboard happily clicking away on the keys! A very nice piece, loneliness can be a heavy burden.
This is very deep.
Silence does feel like this at times; fantastic description and use of whisper. x
Thank you very much for your comments.
@Lauren: silence is both good and bad, it’s up to you to make the best out of it.
@Josie: I sometimes feel that loneliness and silence are complementary, not necesarily a burden. But I can relate to how you feel when your husband is away.
@Ann: thank you.
@Lizzie: I’m glad you liked it.
Silence can be so loud, I always prefer a whisper