March 23: Thoughts for the Day

Even in the wee hours of the morning, I cannot find a place that’s absolutely quiet, at least not here in my house.  There’s the constant background hum of computers, the whisper of the refrigerator’s fan, the sounds emitted by light bulbs (yes, I hear light bulbs), my own breath…there is no silence.  I don’t know whether I really want silence; it depends on what silence might cost.