Sunday, April 18, 2010
Q is for Quiet
Well, take all that away once, and see what it is like. Think about when you walk into a mausoleum where even the dust hasn't been disturbed since 1952. Or that time right before a major storm rolls in and even the birds and animals have vacated the premesis. It's noticeable, and it is really, really, creepy. Ever wake up in the morning (or afternoon I suppose) and not hear a thing, not even the refrigerator running? That's enough to get your attention right quick.
It's even worse when it happens suddenly. It happened to me at a bowling tournament recently actually. At a bowling tournament there is always a lot of noise being created: pin setters, people talking, pins falling, with a few curse words thrown in for good measure. Well, I was up to go and suddenly, very suddenly and a bit oddly it all stopped. It became eerily quiet very quickly. Talk about unnerving. I don't remember if I made a good shot or not, but I wouldn't be surprised if I hadn't, because that sudden lack of noise in a normally noisy environment is as devestating as a sudden sharp noise in a normally quiet one, like a golf tournament or tennis match.
So that's the power of quiet, which is one of those instances where a lack of something can be as significant as having it there. Just wait until the next time it happens to you. You know what I mean.