Posts tagged with thoughts

I wake before dawn, eyelids fluttering against the dark. The room is a hushed cathedral; the air itself seems to hold its breath. There’s no hum of traffic, no...

I step into the glass door of my office building and catch my reflection in the tinted window: crisp collar, polished shoes, a practiced smile I’ve worn on repe...

I wake to a silence so profound it feels alive—an organism breathing in the shadows of my bedroom. It is 4 AM. The world beyond my walls has slipped beneath its...

Walls are strange, silent things. They don’t always appear to us in the way we expect. Sometimes, they are tangible—constructed of brick and mortar, stone and w...