It‘s been a full 45 minutes.
A handyman is going at it with his drill.
Cars zooming the streets.
Airplanes coursing through the skies.
Children screaming at the top of their lungs from laughter.
The bells continue to ring.
The body aches.
The mind itches.
Fatigue washes over me.
It’s only because I expect quiet to come again soon that I still find myself in good spirits.
This is a reminder to value, respect, and protect the quiet in your life.
Created on July 17, 2021
Published on July 17, 2021