So what is it about?
Everything around me right now feels like is on a stand still, yet very noisy. I can see people outside my window just sitting-standing with no ambition to get up and go anywhere. They are just existing in the space. Few cars are leisurely parked, and the highway is having the most relaxed traffic. Yet there is noise, so much noise. Inside my studio right now, there is a pin drop silence, because I can’t write with a fan or Air-condition on. Their working for me becomes an ac
