It sits with you quietly.

Ideas pile up, intentions sound sincere, and yet your days look oddly unchanged.

You can feel completely trapped on the outside and still feel something wide and bright moving inside your head.

One is calm, almost quiet, and the other is loud, impatient, and hungry for something right now.

There are days when your life looks fine from the outside, but your chest feels noisy on the inside, like a room with too many radios playing at once.