Magic exists in the untended silences. #27

I’ve gotten to the point where the feed never sleeps, and I can’t remember the last time I really did, either. So I try something radical: I do nothing. No phone, no chatter—just me and a brief moment of aimless thought, which somehow ends up being the most soothing break I’ve had in ages. -- See more by ErikX on Remx at remx.xyz/ewitsoe