A Silent Watch

I realized today that my watch doesn't tick. I know this might sound strange; to some of you that I just noticed this after wearing it everyday for over a year, and to others that I expect watches to make a sound. My Nonni gave me one of her watches years ago. I used to wear it in high school all the time. It's a Bulova from the 50's or 60's and you have to wind it every day (most days I forgot to wind it and ended up wearing it as a bracelet). I love the ticking sound it makes and I have to say, it makes me sad that my new watch doesn't tick. There's something comforting to me about listening to a watch tick. Maybe it's the old-fashioned appeal that I love, the fact that you can hear the workmanship, the love that went into making it. Maybe it's just a slight obsession with gears and how things work. Or maybe it's a distrust in machines. If I can't hear it, how do I know it's working? I love my watch, but its silence unnerves me. Is that weird? I think it is.