Silence

Silence, precious. Especially when you need it badly, after all the troubles and tragedies. I had a long bout of silence today. Which I relished. A day of doing nothing, staring into space, listening to Spyro Gyra. Hammie's passing still affected me, and his presence I still felt. His sandbox is still at the back balcony, waiting to be emptied and cleaned. I just couldn't bear to do it yet. His scratching pole I managed to hide in the room. Found his fur on my wool pants that I sent to the laundry this afternoon. His food, still there. And that catnip toy bought during this recent trip to Dubai, still in its wrap. Never managed to give it to him. Oh Hammie, you don't know how much I miss you. All I have now is silence. And this one, I don't quite treasure.