Silence

I hear my dad snoring, some motor passing by our street, the keyboard while I'm typing, and the ticking of the clock. But something's just too loud in this time of the night -- the silence of it. This silence is so loud. You know, like the sound of a high frequency thing?

I wonder, how many people, in this time of the night, experiencing this too? What are they thinking? Are they thinking deep thoughts, too? Just curious.

Oh, the joy of curiosity.

"I have no special talents. I am only passionately curious."
Albert Einstein