Solitude and silence
There are people in the world who thrive on company.
They always need to have something happening, or people around them.
Their lives are structured around the company of others and feel as if they’re missing out if ever they’re not in the middle of something.
Anything.
Me, not so much.
I’m a person who is happy with their own company.
I don’t need people around me all the time, nor in fact do I want it.
I like being alone with the opportunity to read for hours on end, maybe blog, or just wander aimlessly around the net to see what’s on offer.
I enjoy not having to worry about anything.
The delight of being able to eat vegemite or tomato sauce on toast at 3.30am, should the fancy take me, appeals to me enormously.
Just because I can if for no other reason.
I love having my husband and or family around me, don’t get me wrong, but there are times when all I want is to be left alone, to my own devices.
To drink endless cups of tea while I’m engrossed in a page turning book.
Not have the need to be worried about what’s for dinner, and to merely pick at whatever the fridge is offering instead.
Bread with cheese, maybe a pickled onion or if I’m lucky, some tasty leftovers that can be thrown in the microwave.
Of late that’s where my head has been.
Life has been trying {read kicking my arse} for many reasons, and it’s an effort to face work day after day, knowing people will intrude on my thoughts or what I want to do as opposed to what I need to do.
I would much rather lose myself in a world of fiction or fantasy.
If I’m home alone, more times than not, there’s no television, no radio, just me and a book, or the comforting click of my keyboard as I type.
Even when I’m not troubled or pensive, I prefer silence to noise, nothing as opposed to something just for the sake of having it.
I love libraries where they have reading areas and you can just sit to look through whatever it is that takes your fancy, with no more than the sound of pages as they turn.
Some book stores have areas with a coffee shop attached.
It’s quiet with everyone involved in what they’re reading, and no need for any more than that.
I know these people are just like me.
The seek some quiet time away from all that ails them.
There is no need for polite conversation, merely a silent understanding of why we’re there, or the hint of a fleeting smile as you enter.
Yet still I feel the solitude I seek in places such as these, because those already there seek the same thing, and respect your need for it.
Solitude and silence.
I love them both, and I need more of it.
Categories: Insight, Reflection, feelings
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May 2nd, 2009 at 6:35 pm
I hear you.
I really need that solitude to recharge and regroup. Some people draw energy from being in the middle of everything, some find it draining and I’m one that finds it draining.
May 3rd, 2009 at 8:48 am
Solitude can be very relaxing
May 3rd, 2009 at 2:59 pm
I have always loved solitude. Especially if it means I get to read a good book. I find now that I crave it more than I ever used to. Maybe because I don’t get as much of it with the kids around and always doing things with them and just noise in the house all the time.
Ahhhh give me an island, a good book and a never ending cocktail and I would be as happy as a pig in mud. On second thoughts it wouldn’t even have to be an island, just a quiet place.
May 4th, 2009 at 5:55 am
I’m with you and the Mistress. I enjoy people’s company, but enjoy being on my own. I used to think I HAD to be around people and be DOING things, and now I can see why I was tired all the time, not stepping back and recharging the batteries.
It’s one of the reasons I love being on the 5 acres. No one drops by unannounced and intrudes on my bliss.
May 4th, 2009 at 12:42 pm
God, it’s like you’re in my head. I am so there with you. In fact, it all sounds so appealing, can we just run away together? Puleeze? Praise God – I look forward to that quiet place. I hope you get yours.
Love
Annie
May 5th, 2009 at 3:02 am
I like my quiet “me” time too. But sometimes I do find myself easily caught up in the latest excitements and want to feel as though I belong too. I need to work on that and realize I can’t do it all and I need to ask myself whether it’s something I really want to be involved with or if I am just looking for a place to fit in.