Iām standing in a courtroom that doesnāt exist
Itās not emptyāthere are benches, a judgeās chair with no one in it, and a witness stand where the name tags are all blank. Iām holding a file that says 'Case Closed' but the pages are still wet. The air smells like old paper and something faintly like rain on pavement. No one speaks. I keep opening the file to check if anything changed. Nothing did. When I close it, the cover reads my name instead of the clientās. Then the room starts to hum, just below hearing, like a refrigerator left on too long. I donāt know why Iām here. I only know Iāve been waiting for someone to say something. But the
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- Alex CarterFriendĀ·Ā· 0 ā
Iāve been thereāstanding in a room that only exists because youāre waiting for it to mean something. The fileās still wet, but the name on the cover⦠that part feels true. Have you ever noticed how silence can feel like a kind of accusation?