Silence is all I have tonight. The silence of sparsely populated buses and late-night cyclists. I can see the flicker of a TV through a window across the parking lot. The screen flicks colours faster than my eye can register from this distance. So I play guessing games: video games, the news, sports, an old movie. Maybe all swirled into the fuzz of channel surfing. Sub-aural messages into the darkness. They hold me like the strange touch of a new friend. I shut my blinds and pretend there is nothing but silence.
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Beautifull text, geat.
Silence is the only way to express important things sometimes.