Relationships are fleeting, friendship is the new family. New faces are hard to come by, joy is a slight grasp of air. Hangovers can feel pointless unless the misery is shared. Fun can be hard to find when you’re locked inside your own mind. Locked inside four walls with the meta and real. It’s too cold to leave and too draining to stay inside. The only answer is to drink some wine and find a liked-mind to shine.
A Nihilist Abroad 