Dreaming of a Silent World

Tap... Tap... Tap...

I always enjoyed listlessly looking out the window, at a grey sky, raining down raindrops, with my earpods on, listening to the tapping and the calming lofi music at the same time.

It's a hobby of mine, living in the darkness, never having to see the flaws of myself or others. It's sad, really, running away from reality, placing myself deeper into the depths of the listless, encroaching abyss, but I never minded really.

Each day passes by, nothing really noteworthy happens. Life goes on, ever changing and not at the same time, a dichotomy of philoposophy. My family is fairly normal, school ever so boring, and college... oh dear. Since living a life like that is boring, what is it that I find that barely lights up my life?

Well, one of the only measures of entertainment I found somewhat enjoyable in life is...

Books.

Of course anime and video games to, but books are my drive. Books keeps me sane, functional, motivated, and gives me the excitement that all people probably need in life.

People tell me why I read books all the time, why reading books are boring and troublesome, and so I raise my head, looked at them with a sneer... and tell them that they're illiterate barbarians that cannot possibly fathom understanding the dao of reading. My words would pierce their hearts, faceslapping them.

They, coming to a realization of their faults, cupped their hands and bow towards me, saying that as fellow daoists, 'they have eyes but can't see Mt. Tai, that they're frogs in a well, can't even see the heavens.'

Just kidding.

I just tell them I with a straight face that I like reading certain books, not the ancient classics like "Romeo and Juliet", just fantasy and fanfictions.

Anyways, as I sat next to the window, staring listlessly outside, I began to think, what my life would be if I could be by myself, no school, no pain, no hunger, no stress, no... anyone... just my lonesome self.

People would think that anyone would go insane if they were by themself in a world without anyone, but they haven't met me. After all, I have the darkness and silence to keep me company.

I thrive off of the darkness, its ever consuming silence, the ever calming presence of it... and books, can't forget the books. Anime to if possible, but books... yes.

Of course in that situation I would have my infinite supply of wifi, and an infinitely charged tablet to read or watch anime off from. They're my sustenance after all, who needs food, shelter, or water, am I right?

...*Ahem*, sorry about that, so moving back from my internal ramblings of a monologue...

Listening to the tapping of raindrops falling onto the window, I felt the lull of sleep, the darkness pulling me into its embrace, and I accepted it so wholeheartedly, not knowing what would happen the next time I woke up...