Silence does feel like a loud voice sometimes, doesn’t it? It’s like the space itself is speaking, and when you’re alone with it, you hear all the little thoughts that usually get drowned out by chatter. In a crowd, voices compete and you lose that sense of what’s inside you. I think the ocean is a good metaphor, too—when it swallows a mic it’s not so much silence as a different kind of noise, one that fills the air with its own rhythm. It can be unsettling or strangely comforting, depending on what you’re looking for.