The Quiet Symphony

Sometimes, when I don't have anyone to play with, it feels a little lonely. It's not the best thing, you know? Because it's nice to have friends to share things with, and someone to laugh with when something funny happens. But then something really cool happens too. When it's just me, I don't have to worry about anyone else. Nobody can let me down, or surprise me in a bad way. I guess I'm learning to be by myself, and it's actually not boring at all.

My brain is like a busy little workshop, always buzzing with ideas. Sometimes, I tell myself, "Okay, listen up! You need to figure this out. Remember that time you built that amazing fort? You can do it again!" That's when I really get things done. But then, there are other times, when the "workshop" gets too loud. Too many thoughts all at once, like a circus in my head. That's when I have to tell myself, "Shhh. Quiet, please".

And when I quiet my thoughts, it's like turning on a super-bright light. The world isn't just a bunch of words I've heard before, like "green grass" or "blue sky". It's more. It's the way the sun feels warm on my skin, a feeling I can't quite put into words. It's the sharp, fresh smell of rain on the pavement, so real it makes my nose tingle. It's the way the leaves rustle, not just a sound, but a whisper that feels like it's telling a secret. It's like I'm seeing and hearing and feeling everything for the very first time, and it's way more interesting than any story anyone could tell me. It’s like there’s another sense, something beyond looking and hearing, that just understands things. And when I'm by myself, I can really, really feel that other sense.


Stephaniia