It was like full-banging nonsensical metal in the mornings. It wasn't intentional, you hated that kind of music. But just like a person, it grew on you. One day u were cussing its face, but being so near to it, day by day, it just crept up on you, till the day it discreetly slipped away, you felt a strange emptiness. The thing you had once hated ( Read more... )