A happy life must be to a great extent a quiet life, for it is only in an atmosphere of quiet that true joy dare live.
i am one of those people who hates a quiet house. it makes me feel alone. I will have music playing, or a show in the background just to have human voices. but at times the quiet can be nice.
last night i came home from errands to find a dark, quiet house. I flicked on the lamps which gave our apartment a nice glow. It was one of those nights that it felt like it should be snowing to add to the magic.our apartment was silent. It was just me, no music, no noise. The only sound was the sound I made as I made dinner, or worked on creating decorations for our work halloween party. I was able to just think. And for once I was completely fine being alone. it was refreshing.
there is also something refreshing about taking control of your life. i talked about acting vs reacting the other day, and its so true. i love using my agency and acting versus letting my world control me.