One of my favorite things is comfortable silence, not because I think silence is particularly invigorating, but because there has to be a pretty high level of ease with another human being to be happy just being. Quietly sitting or laying together and not having to speak at all is its own kind of magic. It happens between lovers, friends, family, and is most beautiful when they actually are communicating anyway. The completely silent moments of understanding always seem to me to indicate almost complete oneness. squeezing someone's shoulder and knowing what you mean is "I'm glad you're happy," or "I'm going to miss you," and them knowing that that's what you're saying. Those moments are phenomenal.
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