Twenty twenty twenty four hours ago

I have to have music playing. There’s something about silence that can be wonderful. A gorgeous stillness that rings like a bell inside your chest. The kind that speaks so you don’t have to. But that kind of silence is a rare thing. Most of the time, silence to me screams of boredom. It fillsContinueContinue reading “Twenty twenty twenty four hours ago”

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