I have been away from home for a while. I don’t regret the life I’ve chosen, I don’t yet want to turn around and put an end to my travelling. Because this is something I’ve wanted for so long.
Many nights, I dreamt of what this would feel like. Backpacking from one destination to the next. Meeting new people, eating new foods and taking a picture of the night sky every day I’m alive to see it.
There is a kind of quiet that unnerves you. When you ask a question out loud and demand a response but none seems to be forthcoming, or when you require an assistance but the other end seems to be just dead. That silence, that kind of quiet fazes you, makes you anxious and possibly perturbed. Or perhaps, you ask yourself, “what next?”, “what do I do now” or “where do I go from here. And you look to the universe to give a sign…just anything to assure you that you’re not lost, that you’re not without purpose, but it seems like the universe and all its resources turns it back to you, and there is no response. Continue reading “Silence”
