Maybe it's the fact that being a first grade teacher and mommy to a preschooler does not allow for much quiet.
Maybe it's the being one of four children growing up thing.
Maybe it's the constant chatter I always have going on in my own mind....to do lists, take the high road, data, call parent, call my parents, how is my niece, am i gaining weight, is it me or her-obviously her, why did I do that, guilt, plan this, plan that, save money for, where is his backpack, where is my teacher bag, what is for dinner, do we need eggs, what was I doing.....
Ah, silence. quiet. peace. I came across this from Napoleon Dynamite, I mean, Napoleon Bonaparte.
Sounds like good advice. I've got it! More walking! Yoga! Deep breathing! Reading!
Or maybe, just maybe, I need to make time for some good ol' fashion silence.