Silence

All of a sudden it went all silent in this appartment. Peace and quiet, I haven't experienced that in a while. The creature has occupied it's parents' bedroom, listening to angry music in there in stead. How convenient for me. And my mistress, but who cares about her?
I have accepted that my mistress is unable to finish her assignment by tomorrow, ptobably because she had a little breakdown yesterday when she realized that she didn't understand anything. I would say poor thing, but then I would be lying. Would it kill her to be interested in history? And who knows, perhaps she'll even learn something useful! That was cruel. It was indeed cruel.
Well, I didn't really have anything to say, except that it went all quiet here. Except the refrigerator and all the watches. I honestly don't know why they need all of these watches. From where my mistress is sitting right now, she can see five watches. And may I add that none of them are syncronized! The watches remind us of how precious little time we have. Two hours before dinner has to be ready, six hours before bed, twelve hours before this, 24 hours before that. I must tell you, living beyond time and space is a bliss. Of course you shall never experience it before you reach nirvana. And it seems like my mistress shall never reach nirvana. I'm not being pessimistic, only realistic, there is a significant difference. There is a small, tiny chance that she might reach nirvana, in a distant future, but we don't like to think about it. We shouldn't think about it, it only inhibits us from being as good as we can. Yes, good, as in helping and caring and all that other cra-...things. Musn't ruin my mistress' chances of reaching nirvana in that very distant future...
And so the appartment is once again filled with noise. But I am satisfied, for the moment of silence, however short it may have been, has let me write down what was on my mind.