The Sound of Silence

Every morning I wake up and go about my routine in silence. I get dressed and leave for work facing the world without a sound. This morning my husband got up the same time I did. He put on two televisions and one radio. Each room had noise blasting from it. It sounded like there was a convention in my house. After about two minutes, I screamed for him to shut down the circus. I could not stand it for another minute. I like to slowly wean into my day, not be thrust into it like I am being shot out of a cannon.