I forgot how loud the silence is here.
All my ears pick up are my heartbeat, and my breaths.
The silence is so strong it is like a singing bowl is being played.
I cannot see my hand in front of my face.
My senses are so used to the lights and sounds of the city that their adjustment is slow.
But once I fall asleep, my sleep is that of a traveler returning to the warm embrace of home.
<3
All my ears pick up are my heartbeat, and my breaths.
The silence is so strong it is like a singing bowl is being played.
I cannot see my hand in front of my face.
My senses are so used to the lights and sounds of the city that their adjustment is slow.
But once I fall asleep, my sleep is that of a traveler returning to the warm embrace of home.
<3
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