Sunday, July 22, 2012

Because Silence Means Something

Even silence communicates.


At 4:00 AM, my mind is still restless. So many thoughts come and go, run and run and run. I'm staying late tonight trying to catch up with all my academic backlogs. And the silence around me keeps whispering to my ears, trying to remind me of things I usually forget at the middle of the noise, during the busy days of my life, when I try to balance the different roles I play. 


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This time, it's just me, with my heart and mind speaking, and with the quiet surrounding whispering. No other voice, no other noise. No expectations. No disappointments. Just purely me.

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