show me something no one else can Feel.

Absolute silence.

Not the kind that envelopes your senses and deafens you, but the kind that, upon removal of some distraction, clears your senses and suddenly everything around you is still, and silent, and in absolute peace.

This is my favorite sound: a snapshot of silence. A bridge into an entirely different world. A moment that stands alone, apart from the rest that busily pile atop one another in a flurry of time and space. A peaceful emptiness that is stumbled upon and treasured for just a moment, before it vanishes in the sound of a voice calling my name.

There is so much beauty in this world. In every detail, in every blur. It surrounds me and isolates me, beckoning to me, begging that I sit in silence to find it. Words twist around me, emotions edge in the colors and outlines, and faces... faces are the most beautiful of all. Eyes that beg for understanding, that stare into mine with such truthfulness, and my heart aches.

Row after row of books, and I run through them, and the music pounds in my ears and the colors of the bindings blur together, faster and faster, words and colors chopping and blending together and time stops, and I can feel the passion of the books: years and years of toil, each word painstakingly and deliberately placed on the page, thousands upon thousands of authors and ideas and as my fingertips brush across the bindings,

I can feel it all, and my soul tingles in excitement.

Life is beautiful.