Musings of a Tired Mind
I love my quiet time, my “me” time. Sitting at Starbuck’s, sipping my frapuccino, cigarette between my fingers, and a good book to keep me company while a good rock band is pounding in my ears. Life is good when I can have moments like these. A time when I can just sit back, relax, and watch the world pass me by as I ponder the existence of my life. Or just a small portion of my life when I can sit still and empty my always churning mind. This is my moment. My silence. The only time I can actually act sane. Chaos is overrated as it is. Silence is constant. I live for solitude. My solitude. I act like a social person, may even interact with other people with the best of them. But really, my heart beats to the music of loneliness. Loneliness with sadness is only a part of it. Loneliness with calmness and peace is really what I strive to achieve. And I am able to do so when I am able to experience moments of solitude where I can just blend with the background and watch people as t