she loved silence; it was one of the things she loved the most.
she loved it for its simplicity and for all the posibilities that lay in it. she thought of it as one of the best examples of how worlds rise from nothing.
she loved silence so much she would stay up late at night and wake up early in the morning because only then she could find it, feel it and connect with it; yes, i know how it sounds, she didn t get much sleep, just enough to make her get through the day; even though she enjoyed sleeping, it felt like she was missing out on something.
the thing is, for her, the silence of the night was different from the one of the morning.