quiet saturday, 25th may 7:02am. it’s so quiet i can hear the birds chirping. there’s no noise to distract me from every noise in the house. i can hear the fridge running, a faint cough from someone down the hallway every now and then, the sound of the blanket moving with my chest as i take a breath. i can hear everything and in a way it’s peaceful. and in another it’s not.