As I lie here in bed, enjoying the peace and quiet of the early November morning, the nothingness in the air intrigues me.
No more loud noises of the lawn mowers, raging back and forth incessantly outside of my apartment windows. The early November morning does bring with it not only fresher morning breeze, but also more lasting moments of tranquility that I have learned to truly appreciate.
To fit in with the crowd, I did try to become loud and showy, purposely, to attract public gaze in busy streets. In retrospect, I can’t help but ask myself, “Why did you want to be like that?”
Loudness doesn’t define me. But tranquility does.