Silence

It’s snowing out and I feel one of those pressing needs to get up and go, out from my room, away from electronics and out into the silence. I walk out of the dorm and into the night and the falling snow. Snow is coming down in giant flakes that stick to my blue denim jacket and gray woolen hat as I trudge through snow drifts in a quest to find some sort of escape from my work and from the ever present hum of society. I walk into an empty, snow filled lot and close my eyes to listen. Off in the distance a generator hums, cutting into the silence that I am lusting after. I stumble in the thick snow and open my eyes. A lone lamp highlights the falling snow in a yellow haze and I watch as a small car spins its wheel, throwing slush and snow in great clods. I stop to watch as the car fishtails its way out of the lot and onto the road. I wish the driver good luck on the ride home as it slides and slips haphazardly. I walk out on to the street and stand as still as a deer in headlights. I close my eyes and listen closely. There is nothing, only the silence of the falling snow. I open my lungs and scream towards the blackened night. I’m shivering by the time I make it back to my room. I fall back into sound and plug in.