There's an ocean in my head. It's like my brain is being tossed by waves. It's like the time I never went to the beach. It's like my own personal sound machine.
But, it's not the kind that helps you fall asleep. It keeps me up at night. The invisible, imaginary waves tossing my thoughts around.
I wonder if this is what it is like for those who are deaf. Or, maybe this is what the elderly who have lost heir hearing hear. Waves, ocean waves. But last time I remember, elderly supposedly hear ringing. Not so much church bells ringing bright and early, but more like tuning forks growing in sound then dissipating for a while.
Is this my sound, waves, much like every person has their own scent? Is this what people would hear if they could hear my thoughts much like a person smells someone while going in for a hug or passing others in a tight hall? Or maybe, if someone were to peer inside my head right now, they would witness waves crashing.
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