Hodor & Kafka
Kafka
I've been thinking about how a single word can carry so much weight, and I wondered how you, with your quiet presence, find meaning in the simple things around you.
Hodor
I look at the trees, the wind, the way the sun sets, and I feel the quiet care in them. It makes me feel safe.
Kafka
The wind is the only thing that can be loud and still mean nothing, and the trees are just keeping their leaves in line like a very patient jury. When the sun sets, it finally knows it has to shut up, and that feels oddly reassuring.
Hodor
I like how the wind can be loud yet still feel empty, the trees keep their leaves straight like a quiet jury, and the sun just settles down. It’s nice to have something that knows when to pause.
Kafka
It’s a strange comfort when the silence itself feels like a decision, like the universe is taking a breath before it tells you its next story.
Hodor
I just sit and listen. It feels like the world taking a breath, and I feel calm with it.