Where do I project and deflect my feelings if I take away everything that brings me "comfort", that "feeds" me? No social media, less and less TV everyday. Food, drink, smoke no longer quelling the anxiety or sleepless nights. Once again, I'm left with the silence, in the silence. Who am I? Who will I be "after" this? How am I going to pivot my career? How can I make money? What is my future, when I don't even know what tomorrow will bring? For many of us, the silence makes room for the ghosts of past traumas, the sadness of recent deaths, the destinations we aspired to and never reached, the fear creeping up our throats.