The nature of nascent human thought baffles me. It’s intriguing to watch so much pass me by even while I’m trying to make sense of it all. Silence is equivocally loud, tearing through waiting to make its presence felt. Yet, the noise drowns out any bit of Solitude that may be sought.
A random voice, chasing a dream only to find that we’re moving out in circles. The life we bargained for, maybe?