It’s eerily quiet.
I can hear the wind blow, the birds sing. All that shit.
I have become. Sedate.
Twitter has been gone since April 13th.
Facebook has been gone since April 15th (but I’m coming back)
I miss my friends, near and far. The ones who stayed up late with me, ran races with me
who chit chatted about the weather and food and boyfriends.
I click. click. click. on Internet Explorer, yet there’s nothing to see or do.
I look at blogs. I comment.
I plan my next race. Half-heartedly.
I read a book. Or two.
And for the first time since 2003, the wall of noise that is my internet
has been silenced.
I’m uncomfortable at first.
Then I get used to it.
I listen to myself. I pray. I talk to Harley Guy.
I crave that wall. I do.