On behalf of quiet time

Despite my not-inconsiderable social-networking profile, I’m not really all that social, so this resonates rather strongly with me:

For someone like me, an afternoon alone feels more like a blessing than a curse. I’ve said to a colleague of mine before — and I’m not quite sure he gets it — that sometimes I “run out of words” and just need to be where I don’t have to talk to people or even, necessarily, be verbal at all. (That’s why I knit and quilt as a hobby. Oh, granted, you do need to read patterns for those, but a lot of the time you’re not dealing with words). And why most of the music I choose is instrumental. I mean, I love words — I wouldn’t have a blog otherwise — but sometimes I just run out of them. Or, more correctly, don’t feel like using them.

One of the reasons I tend to show up at the office around six-thirty is the fact that it will likely be an hour and a half before I actually have to talk to anyone. A lot can get done in those ninety uninterrupted minutes, and sometimes it actually does.

And those of us who have lived alone for many years, I think, are likely to be much more annoyed by People And Their Damned Interruptions than those with a full house and a low signal-to-noise ratio.





4 comments

  1. Jean »

    4 April 2012 · 11:10 am

    One of my challenges when I move back to Ohio will be being around people most of the time. I haven’t lived with anyone in 15 years.

  2. Roger Green »

    4 April 2012 · 4:29 pm

    Actually, I was having the same conversation, less about quiet than about being disconnected from the web/Facebook/Twitter. I’m on the computer at work all day, then I’ll blog/social media for a period at night and/or in the morning. But I’m not a 24/7 type.

  3. sya »

    4 April 2012 · 8:14 pm

    I don’t run out of words. I only use them when I need them. And I just happen to find myself in a lot of situations where I find too many words unnecessary.

  4. Andrea Harris »

    4 April 2012 · 10:22 pm

    This is why I can’t understand how people can listen to talk radio. Those yammering voices going on and on. How can anyone stand that. I mean, I grew up hating commercials on radio and hating the deejays when they’d cut into the ends of songs. Now there are people out there who listen to nothing but talk. Ugh.

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