I think we don’t realise just how noisy the world has become. I closed my eyes for a good ten seconds. And listened. I hear the sound of the bus choking its way along the street; I hear the sound of dad’s bedside alarm clock tick-tock-ticking away; I hear the sound of drilling coming from my next-door non-neighbours as they try to break into our lives in the most unconventional way, ever. Don’t break my walls, thanks; I hear the sound of drawers opening and shutting from the kitchen; I hear the sound of cars; the curtains ruffling and dancing with the wind - yes, you can hear the wind; I hear my breathing, reminding me of the bane of my existence, ironically; and it’s my heavy breathing that gets to me, as if it’s so difficult to just do yourself a favour and breathe. Taking melodrama to a whole new level.
Sounds and all its distractions. We need to stop being distracted. I need to stop being distracted. Behaving like a fucking magpie - attracted that whatever that shines. Gosh! And today, you will stop putting your fate in the hands of any other. It’s your life you know, who else but you should be responsible. I stop myself before I make a comment that could very well cause some religious uproar. One should know better than to be blasphemous.
So, switch yourself off from the world of distractions, of this and that, and bright lights and beautiful things - okay, I may have to retract the part about beautiful things - but really, snap out of it, and yes it might be one noisy world out there, but all it takes is some shutting out (or up, even) and we are good to go, wherever we want.
Have faith.
