As being bipolar, I find silence enjoyable.

When I wake up early in the morning, or, when it is late at night -- I enjoy the silence. When it is 5 am, and I am out of bed, with a cup of coffee and siting in a chair next to a lamp. I can spend minutes, thinking of the silence of the new day. It is still pitched black outside, and very little traffic on the street. The only sound that breaks the silence, is the AC going or the heat going in the winter. But, when it is not running, there is the silence. I struggle to hear anything, and when I do I might be hearing my breathing.

When there is pure silence, I experience the total void of humanity with just a single member within humanity being myself. Yes, I have neighbors living close to me. I know they are there. But, the silence has become my life partner. Does anyone else enjoy the void of the silence too?