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Thursday, Oct. 14, 2021 - 6:27 a.m.

And last night as I was resting in bed I thought I heard children outside screaming. Not mine, though I did check to make sure no one was stuck outside. Mine weren’t even fighting. I heard children from maybe the next yard over, screaming in fear, begging for mercy. I got up and went outside and there was nothing. Silence. No voices at all. Just that one dog who likes to howl along with the sirens.

Love what my brain does with white noise sometimes. Aural pareidolia.

Later when I dozed a bit more, this sentence was presented to me in text: The God of Silence wants music.

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