What is it within the human heart that makes us wanna find meaning in every second of life? One minute we can be content then after a few minutes spent in empty silence it seems like our life's passing away and we have no control.
Silence is a strange thing it can bring the most empty of times but i think also the most defining, it's all about perspective. For some reason we're afraid of it, we spend every minute trying too fill our lives with noise, in our travelling we use music, our conversations are packed full of words we say only to pass time and even when everything's silent outside our minds are still making noise. Is it a fear of realisation? When everything's busy and everything's noisy you can convince yourself everything's ok, but when you take time out too reflect maybe there's changes that need to be made and change is scary.
I think my life's become that noise, filling up each day, and when i took time to reflect i started to doubt i was even meant to be in this place anymore.
I guess what i'm saying is i'll be leaving soon, or i want too, but real life's so different too plans and dreams and this constant noise this insescent music silences the emptyness in my heart at least 90 percent of the time, what more could i ask for?
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