Sometimes, in the middle of the night, I get an email with a link to a song, a poem, or a link to article/book. Sometimes, someone i don’t know writes to reach out and say ‘hey’. i imagine an unclear figure extending an arm in the quiet of my living room, surrounded by a mix of darkness and light that gives me chills. Is this what it feels like to be in silence in front of a computer, knowing someone else is too? If one could fly & see from above, it might uncover two lonely figures in their apartments, staring at a screen.
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