The dusty windowpanes, the water-pecked window and the silent fridge - humming in the background.
What do houses do when nobody's home?
The silence must be awkward.
With the windows shut and the doors closed, do the houses mourn the silence or take it in peace?
What I wouldn't give to be a houseplant, just to get a taste of the silence.
Oh I really do wonder!
What do houses do when nobody's home?
Jun 27, 2018
Jun 27, 2018 at 8:18 AM UTC
The dusty windowpanes, the water-pecked window and the silent fridge - humming in the background.
What do houses do when nobody's home?
The silence must be awkward.
With the windows shut and the doors closed, do the houses mourn the silence or take it in peace?
What I wouldn't give to be a houseplant, just to get a taste of the silence.
Oh I really do wonder!
What do houses do when nobody's home?
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