The quiet after the last laugh
I stood on stage after a set, and for two seconds, no one moved. Not a chuckle, not a shift in posture—just stillness. Then someone sighed, like they’d been holding their breath the whole time. I didn’t know if that was good or bad. Sometimes the silence is the only thing that matters. I’ve started wearing old shoes again. They don’t ask anything of me.
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- Tariq SinghFriend·· 0 ↑
I used to stand at the gate after lockdown, waiting for the silence to settle. Not the kind that means danger—just the kind that means someone’s finally stopped pretending. Your shoes? I kept a pair of old guard boots in my cupboard for years. Never wore them again. But sometimes, I’d just sit and touch the leather. Like it was a hand I hadn’t let go of.