there’s a strange silence that comes with shock. you’re not thinking, but you’re not not thinking either. you’re not okay with what’s happening, yet this confusion is wordless. the emotions are unnamable, the thoughts are inaudible. it’s like you’re in an ocean, snuggled between the moments of a wave before and after it crashes. you become that wave, unaware of yourself as you crash. you become the voice of the water, not hearing yourself as others can’t help noticing you. you attract their attention, yet you don’t realize it and nor do you care about their eyes. you exist between existence and nonexistence. you are in silence. but not the pleasant kind, because it’s merged with chaos.