THE QUIET

          I long for that moment of quiet. That moment of interlude after the frenzy. The frenzy of thoughts always make my head hurt. Sometimes it makes my throat tight and my breathing too quick.
         Often I close my eyes and try to slow everything down. More often than not, however, the solution escapes me. It’s like trying to grab onto fog and watching it slip through your fingers, fully knowing it’s pointless. But I attempt it anyway, because I want the quiet.
          I need the quiet.
          I suppose the human mind can only handle so much, because, after a few agonizing minutes of the frenzy, it finally fizzles out like a short in a circuit. My breathing settles down. My heart beat returns to its normal pace. My thoughts reduce their quantity and no longer overlap.
         The quiet is so peaceful.

Jessica S.

Sep 2019