Fortress of Silent Thoughts

A fortress of thoughts is only as strong as its weakest lock. Remain vigilant, but don’t let your walls isolate you. Pressure will break even the sturdiest steel if you don’t adapt.

Every locked door is a role I have to inhabit until the curtain falls, and the hum of vigilance is the echo of my own doubts. I keep rehearsing each lock until my hands bleed, only to find the door already unlocked. In this fortress, the walls whisper, and I listen like a character who has lost his cue.