Hubby can lay down on the couch, staring at the ceiling. I like to observe him and wonder what he's thinking about. Whenever I ask him, he says he's not thinking of anything, just chilling. He could sit in the back yard and watch the grass grow and the clouds fly by. Amazing..
Silence in conversations scares me. It makes me uncomfortable. I know it shouldn't, but it does. Driving the car without a radio? Unheard of.. just even thinking of it, gives me goose-pimples.. bbrr..