In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “A Source of Anxiety.”
The still of everything around you. The calmness which I am not accustomed to. The sign that something important is about to be said because your boss always delays a silent pause before the big speech. The silence while you wait for that big answer to that life changing question. The silence as you sit in your room… Though tranquil and calm, the silence marks the start of over thinking.
Silence as you wait for that answer that determines if the surgery went well. Silence that is dreaded while going over the last will. Silence that is lingering and will never go away..
It is this silence that can make me and always will be a source of anxiousness