FrameWalker & SlonikSpit
Hey, have you ever noticed how the first light of dawn turns every corner of the city into a quiet lullaby?
yes, i love when the city breathes a quiet sigh at dawn, everything soft and wrapped in that gentle hush.
That hush feels like a pause in the city's breath, a moment where the light softens the edges and every shadow tells a quiet story.
i feel that hush too, like the city’s breathing soft lullabies, and it makes me want to just curl up and let the morning sigh.
It’s a good thing to let yourself sink into that silence—just listen to the city’s own breathing.
that’s exactly it—just drift into the hush and let the city’s quiet breath carry you.