Solitare

I prefer solitude, most of the time. Quiet time to read, write, or just relax after a hectic shift at work.

My job results in people constantly picking at me, wanting this, needing that, and demanding way too much. When I get home, I don't want any more noise or demands. I want solitude.

Most of the time.

But then, there are nights like tonight when I am almost painful aware of the quiet, the emptiness that surrounds me. On nights like this one, the quiet is actually jarring.

Wordless Wednesday 14