The Sound of Silence

“If you’re going to be crazy, you have to get paid for it or else you’re going to be locked up” – Hunter S. Thompson

We left our gate and the oil patch two weeks ago and temporarily reside in a Corps of Engineers park on Proctor Lake. Just chillin. Sleeping a lot as well.

Kind of collecting our wits. Missed those wits.

Been doing some thinking. Seems a huge chunk of my time these days is consumed with introspection. Possibly a lifetime of idiocy is a recipe for either suicide or excruciating examination.

Anyway.

What has my attention now is silence. Wonderful, peaceful, soothing. Absence of noise.

No alarm bells going off. No generators assaulting senses with a constant hum.

No ground vibrating truck traffic.

No wind driven dirt sanding the shell of our RV.

Had forgotten how wonderful the sound of silence is.

“Life has become immeasurably better since I have been forced to stop taking it seriously” – Hunter S. Thompson

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3 Responses to The Sound of Silence

  1. Anonymous says:

    Peace be with you, my friend.

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  2. Michael33 says:

    Silence can often be golden… when the only noise we hear is of our own making… Enjoy the ground not vibrating…
    Have a great day…

    Like

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