So my sister has come to visit for Easter (hi Mamy!), and she brought me a new copy of a CD mix she had burned for me years ago as well as some new music to listen to, and that got me to thinking about music and when I listen to it…

I have always been a person who has enjoyed silence – do not think I am one of those people who cannot sit still in the quiet, because I am not. I heart quiet. Seriously. When I am reading, when I am thinking, when I am working, when I am just sitting about. Quiet is a great and glorious thing, and was long one of the best benefits of being a Single Girl Who Lived Alone. The vast majority of my friends have long been married and/or with children. And none of them had quiet. Ever. So my ability to have The Quiet Time was not only a direct source of pleasure to me, but also a bit of a “teehee – I have it, you don’t” indirect pleasure as well. That is a teensy bit Schadenfreude-ish I know, but still true – don’t judge me until you’ve enjoyed the miracle of The Quiet Time yourself…
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