Survivor In Solitude

  There is a calming silence that looms over the land. It has a sense of paranoia, but with time it became normal. I stay in an apartment building not too far from the edge of the city. Even though it's the city, the dead don't tend to come around me since I keep a tight defense around my area. Staying quiet helps me, almost like I've become a monk in a vow of silence.
  Although, I've learned that not everyone can live happily in this world, but solitude has always been a treasure found in the noisy world that we lived in. Markets, airports, and stock exchanges were always amongst the loud places, but now they are just empty buildings that have no purpose in being inside. The little things are what keep us happy. The little are what keep us alive.