the language barrier

some days i swear i live in the cone of silence, a beautiful blue palace that exists right smack in the middle of chaos. nothing can get in just as long as i stay there. its beautiful there, peaceful of course and wonderfully, blessedly silent. And now for the down side. Whenever i leave that sanctuary, i find the world has changed, things have moved, customs and cultures have altered and i do not speak the language. I don't understand anyone, and no-one understands me. yes i am self sufficient in my quiet solitude, but if i do not use my voice, i may lose it forever. What to say to those that r new to me, and how to say it? How do i exist in this strange new world? Only to lose it all again when i return home? should i continue on as if the world does not exist, letting it all slip quickly by? Should i stomp. kick and shout til i am noticed and heard? does it even really matter? the very fact that i am asking makes me wonder, this is just a thought i'm having now but in a moment it could pop like a bubble and i won't remember it. i'll go back inside the silence and wonder no more at those i do not "get" and don't "get" me. in a moment they will be gone. it's starting already.