Daily prompt from WordPress: Tell us about a guilty pleasure that you hate to love.
This is going to sound so horrible of me, but I hate it that I love quiet. It’s as though the world is a really loud place and people talk too much. I don’t mind conversations but I don’t like long drawn out conversations. It’s easier when people get to the point without taking so many twists and twirls along the way whilst telling something.
I’m not saying I like complete silence. I like the sounds of certain music, I love the sound of a cat purring, I love the sound of waves crashing and birds chirping, but most of all, I love the sound of even breathing when people are sleeping peacefully…especially my little star.
Some days I can handle it, other days like today I am so busy trying to still my own mind let alone trying to take in what someone else is saying especially when they’re talking incessantly in a tone that does not harmonize well with me at that moment.
Sometimes it would be so much better if people would like to tell me a long drawn out story if they just wrote it out and I could read it in my own space in my mind.
I hasten to add that I’m not always this unsociable, just sometimes and sometimes a lot of the time…