That image of a sealed wall with no way to look out stuck with me, the paint peeled from all that waiting. It captures how quiet can look calm on the outside while your mind chases the echo till your out of breath. Realy felt that weight, and I could almost hear my thoughts filing a noise complaint, a tiny joke hiding in sielnce.
!PIZZA
The wall waits, quiet on the outside, restless within. Even silence needs a crack to laugh through. !LUV !PIZZA
Your so right, that crack lets the quiet giggle and the heart feel a bit of luv.
Let the wall breathe easy, it remembers the dough and the slice and it smiles anyway<.
Quiet face, restless core, and pizza is the truce.