Pour one out for all the stories you’ll never find again, that you barely remember in totality, but that left an impression on you that you’ll never forget.
The short stories from standardized tests that you only had a few minutes to read, but those minutes will last a lifetime.
The books on the library display shelf you used to occupy time until your mom could come pick you up from school.
The graphic novel you picked up when you were first getting into comics and could never find again.
The single lines or themes from stories you otherwise don’t remember, save for the one thing that you saw and internalized as a new part of your personality.
Let’s pour one out for the books that built us, even if we never could find them again, and couldn’t of we wanted to.
honestly the human brain is so small that you *will* forget how much beauty there is out there to experience unless you leave your house every three days. ik its fucked up but i promise its true
my brain, trying to deceive me: there’s literally nothing outside!!!!! it’s the same neighborhood it’s always been !!!!!
me, tying my shoes: shut up shut up!!!! by god we’re gonna try to find magic in mundane today !!!!
someone please help me find that quote about how someone was overwhelmed with the weight of the world and their problems when they were physically alone, but that weight felt like nothing in the presence of a friend and good conversation
is it this one?
YES!!! THANK YOU!!!
(no choir by florence + the machine)
[ID: 1. an excerpt from a The Guardian article titled “Loneliness: coping with the gap where friends used to be” by Olivia Laing. It reads: “Last night, I ate dinner with my friend Jenny. In real life, on a warm London evening, forking up aubergine from the same plate. We laughed, shared family news, told each other the things we’d been worrying over. At home, alone in my study, they’d felt insurmountable, a sign that something was irredeemably wrong with me. Under the gentle scrutiny of my friend, they diminished to a normal size: just the grit of everyday traffic with other humans. I walked home feeling buoyant, nearly invincible. I need my friends. I bet you need yours.”
2. lyrics from “No Choir” by Florence + The Machine, reading
“But I must confess
I did it all for myself
I gathered you here to hide from some vast unnameable fear
But the loneliness never left me
I always took it with me
But I can put it down in the pleasure of your company” /end ID. ]
1. i would find you and love you in every universe. our love is inevitable and transcends reality as we understand it
2. this is the only universe where the dominos fell exactly right so that we could fall in love. we have something unique and we have overcome so much to get here
