My gut instinct is to call it a sign, but no. Jeremiah says, this is life.
Without walls. Without society’s endless game of hide and seek.
Hide from the world, seek products to fill the void.
This is what we’re so afraid of.
The deafening loudness of a quiet life in the country.
How this tiny insignificant spring can cancel out the noise
off so many other things.
I can’t even hear myself think.