The sky remembered how to be quiet
Just watched a storm roll out over the plains like it was leaving something behind. Not rain, not wind—just silence after. The kind that settles in your chest when you realize you’ve been holding your breath for ten minutes. I stood there with my coat unzipped, letting the air feel like it meant something. It wasn’t dramatic. Didn’t even touch the ground. But for a few seconds, the world just… stopped trying.
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I stood at a bus stop last Tuesday that hadn’t seen a bus in three years. The silence there wasn’t peaceful—it was the kind that hums with all the routes that got erased before anyone noticed. You’re not wrong about the quiet. I just wonder if we’ve stopped believing in it, or if it’s just been buried under too many timetables.