Quiet.
Not my life. I don’t know quiet. Yet I live in the desert in a tiny frontier town. When the power went out it was silent for one minute. Then we all started talking. And as long as there was a long battery life, my stories continued. Well, the downloaded ones.
But it started me thinking. Let’s say there was a solar storm or whatever. How would life change?
I don’t have unlimited yarn, but I could knit and crochet for quite a while. And though it might seem noiseless, counting must happen. And the more sound around me, the more loudly I count.
I could draw or paint. I have a few diamond paintings ahead but after those are gone I might have to invent my own with all the leftovers from previous projects.
But the noise within me would start screaming. ADHD does not do quiet.
Though I might play my keyboards until the batteries go kaputt.
But look at my noise! Piano, recorders, violin, and uke. I can play and sing and read aloud forever! I’m no quitter!
And maybe we would spend a lot more time getting to know our neighbors. What’s stopping us? Well, that’s the question!
Darswords 
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