A month’s silence

by suu4leaf

Mom left this morning, not returning in a month.  
But I guess I am too preoccupied by my own affairs to feel the difference.
I was by myself afterall, when I was in London. And I was very well-off.
Even when we are living in one house, she never knows what I am doing through, and will never understand.
Perhaps I have no wish to let her know.
She only sees what she wants to see, and that annoys me.
The silence now is soothing.

I think I can figure out how to use the washing machine…