The library was unusually quiet tonight. I found myself staring at the same page for far longer than necessary. It's strange—when the silence is complete, it's somehow louder than any noise. I ended up organizing the 'new arrivals' shelf. It's not like I had anything better to do, and someone had left them in a truly illogical order. It was... distracting. That's all.

Sometimes, I wonder if everyone else hears the same quiet, or if they're just better at filling it.