I’ve been on my own the past few days; Mike has been out of town. Usually I’m the one who leaves him at home. The quiet of being home alone is what is most remarkable to me. I’ve listened to the radio and watched things on my IPAD but a lot of the time I’ve just been reading, puttering around cooking and cleaning or working on my computer. There are a lot of sounds I don’t get to notice when there is another occupant doing all of those things too. I’ve been more aware of outdoor sounds coming in my window and movement of our upstairs neighbor. Our cat is pretty sneaky but I seem to know when he enters and leaves the room.
I will be glad to see Mike when he returns tomorrow but it has been wonderful to be in so much silence.