The silence was deafening, too loud for me all to bear. I rushed out with Lola; my nine months old mongrel, up the hill to watch the sunset. We sat at the hill top looking up at the orange sun go down. It went down with my anxiety and I felt something strange. I think it was happiness or maybe just the absent of worries or probably the afterglow. I wanted the moment to remain. In that moment I was complete, I was everything I hoped to be.
The evening began to turn dark and cold, forcing me to leave this sanctuary of mine. I began to feel the silence again.

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