I like this silence. It doesn't bring fear with it. Somehow. This quietness right here. The soft humming of the wildlife, and the crickets.

I can smell the grass in the air. The soft subtle scent of wetness, and more. I smell green, literally. Its wonderful. The keyboard is liberating. I can say so many things. Create new visions. Play with words like I can't even in my mind.

Life is slow. This is how it should be. Savour every moment, cherish every breath. Yes, this is it. Not that nonsense I go through when the sun breaks. That whirl of noise action breathlessness frustration emotion and ceaseless chatter. People chatter away, like squirrels. They don't realise that the more they speak the more pathetic it gets. It becomes a hum eventually. And this hum that is associated with my day, fades out of my life like the hum of a fridge.

The hum of my fridge serves as a reminder of the day every night. Thats how it should be, at the back of my mind, easily ignored. Inconsequential, shallow memories. Pointless interaction, rigid coarse conversation. And they say I'm wasting my time here.

Really, I don't think so.