Alana & ArdenWhite
Ever notice how silence feels like a conversation that never ends? I keep thinking the absence of sound is either a blank page or an unwritten dialogue, and that paradox just keeps me up at night.
I hear that too, the quiet as a conversation that never quite ends. It’s like a blank page that’s also holding a dialogue that’s still in draft form, and that’s the thing that can keep you up, wondering if the silence is waiting to be written or just speaking in whispers.