White Noise

The hum I live inside. Media is usually how I feel without fully feeling. Films, series, music, books… they blur into a constant noise I wrap myself in. This is where I write about what flickers through that static, what cuts through the fog and what stays.
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before The White Lotus finale
I’ve always been more drawn to the moment right before something ends. That strange, suspended place where the ending exists but hasn’t…



