Snug
Entry 6
Snug
“Hello”, I said. In an almost silent shake. Then from my left I heard a bombastic rejoinder that must have registered on the richter scale.
“It’s never been out there!”
“Out where?” I managed.
Then another quake from the other side of the room. “The land of many noises.”
“What is it like?” I asked.
Then they all shook simultaneously and through their harmonic vibrations rumbled two words.
“It depends.”
“On what?” I gulped.
Then, the one who first spoke responded alone, “It depends on your friend.”
For some time, I sat in silent contemplation. What is it that I have just learned over the last hour or so? First, I am not one of a kind, does that mean I was created? Second, who is my friend? If my experiences in the ‘land of noise’ depend on my friend I need to know my friend better, but how?
Apparently, we each had a friend. The others had been here longer so I would ask them.
Just as I was about to pose the question…
The humans swung the door to our room open. Vibrations of laughter filled our space and shortly thereafter we were all paired.
My friend grabbed me and placed me back atop the perch that enhanced my senses.
“Hey Snug, let’s go out for a bit. It’s a great day to be outside.”
My friend and I joined the crowd of others headed for the door.
The others hummed as we entered the ‘land of noise’.



The land of many noises. Nice. I love places and their names. Like TLS