4 1/2 weeks, 31 days. A time period that I never thought I would be measuring with the thought and intensity that the last month has brought. There have been discussions, rationalizations, maturations, expressions, hopes, pangs and most recently silence. A quiet in my life that I have not known for six years. An unsettling quiet filled with uncertainty. That quiet where you can feel the conversations and emotions hanging in the air but they cannot be materialized, cannot be grasped and brought to realization. Not just yet.
Could it be as simple as getting your hearing checked? I know that sounds silly, but hey, if the guys across the street had good hearing we probably would have some explaining to do, wouldn’t we?