Silence

I dreamed that I was in a new apartment. Two floors with 1 bedroom (or 2 bedrooms), TB, Kitchen and a sala. Then I dreamed of my "margarita". Perfect...

I woke up late but I woke up to a quiet and empty space. At least empty of those that irritates the hell out of me. I know it's evil and detestable to be so happy in the absence of relations. They're blood and all but I can only stand one of them but not enough to not think of moving out. In the silence of our apartment, I could not even think of them. To do so would be to break the peace in my mind. So I rushed to the bathroom and do what I consider as a quick wash then quickly prepared myself for work. I was on a cab and already on my way to work 30 minutes before my time. So perfect...

In the cab, it was even more so. The cab was brand new and unlike most cab drivers, this one didn't try to engage me in a conversation! It was completely quiet all the way to work. Except for Magic on the radio (announcing a winner of the Christina Aguillera concert tickets), there was just me and me. It was wonderful.

Silence begets silence? Sometimes. But other times, it doesn't that you think you're really very rambunctious even if all you did was sneeze! Be thankful for the gift of silence and I am.

"He who knows does not talk; he who talks does not know. " --Anonymous