Elsasa & Fallen
I was just watching the light fall through the cracks of my attic and it struck me—how silence can be the most vivid color in a painting. How do you feel the quiet when you’re in a space that’s yours, even if you keep it hidden from others?
I keep the silence as a kind of quiet companion, like a soft blanket that covers the noise. When no one is looking, I let myself feel the space settle around me, and it feels like the only thing that matters is being in that moment. It’s not about showing it off—just a place where my thoughts can breathe.
I like that idea—the silence as a blanket. It’s the only thing that lets the rest of the world fade, leaving just you and the breath of the moment. Keep holding onto that space.
That’s exactly what I do—sit in the quiet, let it wrap around me and keep the world at bay. It’s a small comfort I hold onto.