my own room for a night.

I'm currently at Josh's parents house, just hanging out while Josh picks up some canoes for tomorrow. I get to sleep in the guest room tonight, which will make it the first time since christmas that I've slept in a room alone.

It's wierd how accustomed you get to stuff like sleeping in the same room as other people. Previous to this year I'd slept in my own room for six years or so. Four months of sharing a room with two other girls in a generally loud house has made the prospect of a solitary night in a quiet house intriguing and almost intimidating. As I type I have the music on to dispel the quiet a little.

I used to be really good at silence. In Ennismore the night sounds are snowmobiles on the lake in winter and loons in the summer. Out here there's woods sounds and a distant din from the highway, as well as the significant amount of noise that emanates from nine people, their music, their appliances etc. I'm beginning to take notice of the significant increase in my ability to sleep through ANYTHING, and my growing restlessness in absolute silence.

These things are worth chewing on, as God often chooses to speak when we are in silence, so perhaps I should value it more than I do. Either way, I have time to ponder a bit more tomorrow, another silent saturday.