Silence springs where space is made.

As this passage eludes, many people seem to struggle with silence though.

You are stuck with yourself, with your thoughts, and your decisions.

I can see how this could be uncomfortable for some.

But I am an only child.

And for large parts of my life, silence was the norm.

For long seasons, the day was filled with nothing but an easy chair and a good book.

Maybe that’s why reading has such an appeal.

Reading and silence go hand in hand, after all