The need to block the outside world from our mind. To truly get away from the stresses of today. To take the time to admire the beauty in front of our eyes.
Clocks were ticking all around him. Tearing away at his brain with every annoying tick. Not knowing what to do he shut the heavy door so he wouldn't hear them,along with the damn fire truck sirens blasting as they passed by his window. The sounds battering away with nowhere to escape.
"Am I going mad?" He wondered while frantically rushing around trying to shut out the noise. Closing all the windows. Drawing all the drapes. Nothing stopped the sounds of the outside. With determination he pushed his wall unit over to block the damn window. Now even his own breathing was annoying.
With urgent certainty he ran trying to find somewhere, anywhere to get away from the ungodly sounds that seemed to pursue him. Looking from room to room in desperation. His heart was pounding, his breathing quickening. The sweat pouring down his body as if he was standing under a fine mist.
Finally he found a safe, quiet room. The silence was so beautiful, he remained there hiding from all the outside world. Tuning it out completely.
What a wonderful feeling took over him as he sat alone,allowing time for his rapid heart beat and breathing to gradually regulate itself. Freedom, just what he needed. He desperatly seeked this asylum for so long, and would surrender himself completely.
Here in this secure room was everything he could ever want. Solitude, Love, beauty and precious art to admire. Nothing fasimated him more. He was excited. No longer tormented by the outside world.
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Reviewed by Dianne Burton
6/28/2007
nice job Lena :) puts the reader in their own place of solitude.. be in in a room , with nature all around or where ever we all need a place of solitude and hopefully it is " Heavenly "... keep up the writtings I enjoy the reading. God Bless
Reviewed by Marion Burton
1/3/2007
Hi Lena, this is oh so true,we all need time alone once in awhile .You are doing a wonderful job with your short stories ,keep the stories coming.
This is good and I like the way you introduce it, yes we do need time alone and in solitude even if it is only in the solitude of our own minds. Well done Lena.
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