Do people know how loud they are? Some, I recognize do it on purpose out of a misguided need for attention. When their actions and outfits don't yell "Look at me!" enough they default to making more noise than most people can possibly tolerate. Never before have I realized this then in the absence of sight.
Yes, it was my fault, both the incident and the reaction, but as I told more than one person, if I'm going to go blind it's going to be on my terms. It hurt much less than I thought it would, a good sign that I'm moving past all of those human quirks I used to have. A tug, a tear, and a pop and it was over.
And that's when the noises started to flood the room. Conversations that apparently can only be held at a full on shout, necklaces and heels and plate male all creating a cascading avalanche of input. This is what they mean by overclocking.
My sire, as usual, was correct. With silence comes serenity. Like every lesson it's good to reflect, now that my eyes can once again see and my mind is clear. There are things out there that have many creative ways to get to us. Likely, they're making as much noise as we are, so we must progress cautiously into the land of the blind. There are things that are capable of seeing better than us. Unless we learn to quiet ourselves down, they will find us before we find them.
Always,
J. Clay
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