"There’s something to be said for nights spent alone in your room
listening to music and sulking ; for Friday afternoons that somehow pass
both too quickly and too slowly, when you and your friends walk around
the whole time waiting for a new street to appear where you’re sick of
seeing the same ones you’ve passed every morning on your way to school.
’Cause you might go home for dinner and realize that you guys didn’t do
anything, but you talked for a long time and found yourself relating to
people in a way you hadn’t for a long time. You might start watching a
movie alone at home at night because you feel distant or lost, and
realize by the end that you’ve found a little piece of yourself in the
characters, and feel connected to the world for a brief moment."
by Tavi
