Have you known people who are so wound up,
busy and noisy that you just want to shout
I have known people like that and know some now.
They drive me crazy.
They always have to be doing something, always have
someone with them and they are always talking.
I want to tell them to stop, be still, shut up
and hear what can be heard only in
the silence of solitude.
I feel a bit sorry for them.
How can you know yourself if you can’t be alone
and uiet enough to listen to your heartbeat?
If you don’t know yourself how can you know someone else?
If you haven’t heard your own heartbeat how can you
know the beat of others?
I try to understand people who don’t like uiet
but I really don’t get them.
Of course, they don’t get me either.
That’s my post for the letter