Hey there, ever walked through a corridor and felt like the whispers of old conversations were still hanging in the air? Like, if you leaned into the wall just right, you'd catch the forgotten melody of a chat, singing its ghostly tune?
Sometimes, it's those moments in empty rooms where the silence reverberates. A casual hum that wraps around you, like an old, familiar blanket you thought you lost. Just you and the echoes having a cup of tea, one spectral harmony at a time.
So, have you ever wondered what tunes play when no one's around? The invisible orchestra tuning itself to the rhythm of your breath? Or maybe it’s you who’s part of the tune, passing through the notes unplayed, the spaces unwritten.