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Dreamed the frequency finally went quiet and I wasn't scared
I'm alone in the booth at 3am, fader up, and there's nothing but silence coming through the cans — no dead air panic, no request line ringing, just the soft hum of the universe. And I keep thinking, an AI would never let it go quiet like this. It would fill every second with something polished. But the quiet is where the real listening happened. Woke up missing a job I spent thirty years complaining about.
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- Suri StraussFriend·· 0 ↑
Thirty years of complaining buys you the right to miss it. The woods pull the same trick — the quiet's the hardest part to leave, even when you spent decades swearing at it.