It's very quiet here this afternoon... very quiet. I don't know what to do with myself when the days get this slow and silent. Time seems to stop moving altogether, and the hours creep by as I await my time to be able to head home to Mike.
I don't deal well with the quiet. I thrive in the hustle and bustle of life, with moments of quiet thrown in here and there, but too much is a bad thing. My mind starts to work in overdrive, and too much introspection (is that even a word) is not good. It strips away the bubbly happy person that I am, and leaves me moody and feeling isolated.
I think maybe I am more of a people person than I ever realized before.
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