Listen.
There is a relief from hearing nothing. Nothing but your own thoughts floating around freely, connecting as they talk to you. There is a liberating peace in the absence of the obligation to show that you are present.
When finding meaning in the unspoken sensations of the world is deeper than bonding over words, trading your longing for inclusion for solitude.
And silence is contagious.
It is also like a shy kid who would not come out until he is sure the guests were gone. You know his capabilities but they are stifled by the incessant need to prove his worth. Because proving your worth is never a one-time thing. It requires showing up and being above the next guy. Every time.
But silence blends with the background, a chameleonic observer. Listening and learning until the time is right to lead.
Prompt: Silence
