小张放下手，白了我一眼：“就你会煞风景！”，然后把饭盒拿出来，放进冰箱，气呼呼的，“就算现在不是，但是你看那个老板帅的一塌糊涂，肯定会有故事的！等着看好了！”然后转身走了。
我吃完早餐，慢慢走回工位，办公室里空无一人，小张也不在。于是我拉开椅子坐下，找了耳机出来，在手机上搜索sound of silence的人声版。
Hello darkness，my old friend
I’ve come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
‘Neath the halo of a streetlamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
No one dared
Disturb the sound of silence
Fools said I you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the signs said
the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sounds of silence
这首歌的旋律一直很熟悉，歌词还是第一次看。和黑暗做朋友，跟他们讲述梦中的幻象，独自倾听寂静。好像放任了自己，又好像在低声的传达孤独。就像那么多独自留在钢铁森林里的漂泊者，有吃、有住、有衣、有鞋、也有朋友，但推开门的刹那，还是一片寂静，头顶的灯还得自己去按亮。我好像有些明白年轻一点的同事为什么总喜欢回去参加同学聚会，喜欢相约喝酒泡吧。18岁只是法律写的成年，但18岁之后还有很多年的彷徨时光要度过，要在漫长的自我怀疑和自我肯定中拉扯，要见过很多和自己完全不一样的人，才能找到自己在这个世间的一隅之地。足够幸运的人一直都有这样的一块地方，足够聪明的人可以很迅速的找到这一块地方。大多数平凡的普通人，大概要和寂静做很长时间的朋友。