n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep…
best scene from the best movie
最高の映画の最高ななシーン。
do you know what loneliness is? can you see loneliness? do you know what colour it is?
the window is open. late afternoon sunshine is seeping through. the house is silent. barefoot and scrolling through another world. it’s not loneliness, rather enjoyment of being alone. everything is so quiet.
it’s weird how the internet and technology ultimately isolates and disconnects us all from each other and the real world. and then brings us all together through the loneliness.
i’m sitting here writing in this virtual substitute for a diary and all of my thoughts are laid out on the page, bare as bones, and then i see people going through the same things as me, feeling the same feelings, questioning the same questions. as lost and as isolated as i am. and then the isolation becomes something of a sanctuary for all of us. like a blanket to keep you warm at night. and we keep on living
i’ve hit this point in my life where i can step back and reflect on everything and realise that i don’t know how the fuck to make friends