Enjoy the quiet or go insane with the silence.

I'm fairly certain that my four walls are quite sick of hearing my voice. They seem to be thinking, "Oh come on! You were gone for like a month.... why did you come back?" However, they are great listeners. I find that living alone can always be a double edged sword. I do enjoy the space, I do enjoy being alone most of the time. However, ever once in a while, I think another human being would be nice company. I mean, if they don't mind the mess, the piles of electronics, the cups that never seem to stay clean (what is that even about?) and the fact that I always has music playing. That's not to much to ask I think!

I'm pretty lucky that God doesn't mind the mess. He just kinda hangs out with me as I sort through it all. He laughs at my jokes, he likes my cooking, but I'm sure he isn't a fan of the color of paint I picked..... nah I doubt he cares.

He probably does worry though about the food I eat and if I sleep to much, and he hopes I am taking care of myself.

I guess I am pretty lucky.



Hmm.... I need to get a piano.