Ever caught yourself pondering what silence might sound like, if it had a texture or color? Me too. It's one of those beneficial poisonous thoughts that you can't shake off. Like planning a trip to the unseen doorways of the mind - or, I like to call them, the doorways that converse when they think no one's listening.
Always heard that time weaves are like knitted clouds, right? But did you realize clouds themselves are essentially sky’s kitchen leftovers? They cling up there, waiting for an opportunity to rain down or evaporate – kinda like us, hanging around with ideas, some beneficial, some needing to be spoken out loud.
Discover the Colors of Silence