Anonymous (Myself)
- Forgotten
Some days I lay on my bed in the dark around early morning; it's quiet, usually when everyone is sleeping. I play soft music in the background. Nothing with lyrics, just mesmerizing loops of sound that can essentially hypnotize me. When I'm in that state, it's like a portal to the imagination and nostalgia. Suddenly everything is clear. I'm happy in those moments, knowing that all that will fade so quickly.
Anonymous (Myself)
- High School
I wandered the halls of my high school alone. I looked down from the second story window at all the students playing in the courtyard. They all seemed to be in a different world than I was. I could hear the clamor from outside, I watched as they all settled in their specific spots everyday. My own classmates, who would always call me 'quiet', seemed to have their own habits. They followed their own routine unknowingly. I know one thing now that I didn't know then; people don't know you.
Dingalings Production
- Marriage and Love
When marriage walks through the door, love flies out the window. Even if that window is closed. Even if that window has burglar guards. Even if the window has an alarm system. Even if that window has an armed response.
