Sometimes silence

Silence is golden. Sometimes.

Sometimes you need outside noise to distract from that really annoying inner voice.

I’m sure you’ve met that voice, in a bar, at a game, at a charity event. The voice overwhelms you with fascinating observations that should never be spoken and then simultaneously takes it away so you can never reach a piece of paper in time.

I wish it wouldn’t speak to me at all.

But the other extreme, complete silence, is horrible. It’s what I imagine as death: one big, “Shhh!” No inside or outside voice. Certainly no paper or pen readily handy.

Inner voice wins again.