when the world’s asleep

i like getting up early during the in-between hours when i can’t tell if it’s night or day.  everything — and everyone — is silent.  those who are awake tip-toe around and adjust their routines so as not to awaken the dreamers.  it’s this period when we’re the most respectful towards others.  but what if we were to act with the same level of quiet introspection and conscientiousness throughout the day?  what if in our daily routines we made just as much of an effort to be aware of how our actions could rouse those around us?

we equate being awake to speaking loudly, walking heavily, or making lots of noise in general, as if a high volume is a necessity.  i say, quiet down!  the loudest are the ones who want to be heard the most, but have the least to say.  but the quiet ones are those i tend to listen to the most.