When I write, I need some form of noise in the background. The TV, music, a movie…I can’t write without sound. When I blog however, I need silence.
Some people can’t stand the quiet. I’m not one of those people. For me, I’m grateful for the quiet because it’s in the silence when I’m alone (except for the cats) and the only sounds are my cats snoring and the heat that I can allow myself to fully open up and think and feel things I otherwise keep to myself. I’ll often talk out loud when I’m alone as well, but I do not think of it as talking to myself because we’re never truly alone; someone is always there, ready and waiting to listen.