I remember these nights. Coming back to my empty apartment, after having cast out my friend/roommate. It was desolate. Looking back I’m not sure how I lived that way. Maybe it’s easier when your younger. I was never more than 30 feet from another human, but they might as well have not existed. The old man who sang hymns at random times at all hours of the day, until he rode out one day on a stretcher. The lady who had the cat even though they weren’t allowed. Who’s family came over early on Sundays & made insane levels of noise. I was a good neighbor in that I kept each of them from hearing the other. I was insulation. Quietly watching movies, or reading webcomics.
I disabled the Discord link because a bot army has been invading many discord servers, so until that’s taken care of you’ll have to ask me for a link. I’m almost always around somewhere, so if you get the urge to look in just tweet at me, or something. I notice twitter the most, so it’s the fastest method.