In the Silence

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In the silence…

The clock ticks on, without tiring, like the metronome to the tune of my life. Tick Tick Tick. A constant, dull beat.
I can hear the creak of my chair as I rock back and forth, sewing the button holes on my new dress.

An errant mouse scurries beneath the bed in the next room. Oblivious to the activity below, the cat sleeps quietly on the bed.

The kettle on the old wood stove steams away, letting me know the temperature of the oven by the sound of its whistling breath.

The house is quiet and in this moment, I can hear myself think. Good thoughts. Memories past and plans for the future.

The silence is good. It calms me and fortifies me for the day ahead. If I could, I would stay here…in this moment…in the silence.

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