"wait, they don't love you like i love you." There are moments when you realize you're just trying too hard, this is one of those moments. I always find myself in the same situation, different locale, different people, same situation, and so, therefore, this is one of those moments when you realize the consistency lies within yourself, that you are indeed the one, royally fucked in the head, or something like that.
Maybe, I shouldn't have watched Trainspotting. Maybe, there are a lot of things that I shouldn't know. Damaging to young, impressionable, damn damn fragile minds.
What did he say? Something about happiness, oh yes, to live is to happy, and I'm sittin' there sippin' on my milk tea nodding and smiling at him wide-eyed and excited and knowing at the base of my heart that it's easier said than done. What did she say? Something about maturity, and the immaturity of her yesterdays, my todays, and how one day we'll all get over it and realize how stupid we all were, are.
The thing is. I don't think we got over it. I'm not sure we ever will.
I'll tell you what it is though. It is a bit cold, a bit late (early?), a bit disillusioned (very temporary), a bit reassuring (a sign of maturity?), a bit I look forward to tomorrow when I see my uncles and aunts. Because, even if you fall flat on your ass, even if you are aliens on all the planets that you reign, home is home is still home. I wish I could put it in my pocket.