Seated in the middle of the tranquil arena, he contemplated the tranquility that had surrounded him prior to the onslaught of activity. Here, Gravest and I stayed in awe of the grandeur of the stillness prior to the rumble. The quiet backdrop set the scene for everything that followed. It felt like the space was softly breathing, preparing to absorb the energy to pour; the silence was special.

Listening to PRETTYMUCH’s “Phases” served to limit the peacefulness and brought about a wonderfully structured mood. The stage, the lights, and the empty seats created an intimate moment that encapsulated an unsaid story.

Good eve, Wite! Is there anything delightful today? I just took some pictures during the recent holiday! Do I look lovely? ♥️