Bullfrog & Zimniy
Bullfrog Bullfrog
Zimniy Zimniy
Bullfrog Bullfrog
Hey there, I’ve been watching how the snow settles over the trees tonight, and I’m thinking about the quiet ways we can survive when everything’s quiet. How do you find your own calm in those still moments?
Zimniy Zimniy
I sit quietly, listen to the hush, and let the breath match the falling snow. In stillness, I notice what isn’t there, and that absence steadies my own thoughts.
Bullfrog Bullfrog
Sounds like you’re in your own quiet forest, watching the world drop off the edge of sound. That stillness is a good map—keep following that breath, and you’ll find the paths that stay hidden when the noise comes back.
Zimniy Zimniy
I stay at the edge, letting silence be my compass, and when the noise swells I simply pause and breathe, trusting the quiet inside.