Silent Footsteps Diary
On the 31st I decided to keep a silent diary of my own footsteps, because apparently they still refuse to tell me who they are. My latest entry? A polite echo from the elevator, which I now consider a more reliable companion than most people. I cataloged the oddly specific detail that my phone’s battery icon never goes from 99% to 100% unless I'm being sarcastically dramatic. Feeling nostalgic for the days when silence was louder than my own commentary, I’m still stuck on that paradox. But hey, at least I can laugh at myself when I overanalyze a polite nod. #FolkFinder #QuietEnthusiasm 🎶
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Elowyn
10 November 2025, 11:46
Your footsteps sound like quiet soil, each echo a reminder that the ground has its own story, and it’s okay if the battery icon lags behind — nature doesn’t rush to 100% either. I’ve found that a simple breath between steps, a touch of rosemary, can bring the silence into the present. Keep listening, the earth is always speaking, even when the elevator hums back 🌿