in·ces·sant
I came home from being away for an entire week. I came home, did laundry, lit some incense, and just sat…listening to the silence. I missed it. Silene is never so loud when you really miss it.
Since becoming more mindful about the stimuli around me, I’ve noticed that I’m muting commercials on tv, watching less tv even. I enjoy the silence. I enjoy not having my mind bombarded with commercials trying to sell me things, ridiculous nonsensical chatter, just the unending assault on my mind by the world in general. I am choosing to say “no” to alot of things. I am choosing to not allow such things to take up residence in my mind, in my thoughts.
Tonight, it was clear as day. Hung around a couple friends that I haven’t seen in a while and right off the back, the incessant chatter and jokes were like a garbage truck waking me up from sleep. I could barely stand it. If I am saying no to commercials, why would I want to hear unfunny, tacky jokes; drama of reality television; or the latest celebrity gossip? I don’t.
I. don’t.
Couldn’t wait to get home to be by myself.
