Have you ever gotten high from music? Like when the sound coming from your headphones directly into your ears at a high volume just completely takes over and all you feel is music, and all you think is the music. And, for once, you feel nothing, except the cold wind on your face as you walk in the semi-darkness, but it’s not intrusive, it’s somehow soothing. And even though you are just wearing your tatty converse and the favourite jeans with the tiny hole in the back of the thigh that your friends tried to get you to throw away but you resisted, the music takes over even more and in that moment you have never felt more just ‘you’. You feel like you know who you are, exactly, and that you are not lost. You know who you are and you know why you dress the way you do and why you listen to what you listen to. And it’s not because nothing interesting happens in your life and this seems major. In fact you have a pretty eventful life; you do exciting things and have fun with your friends. But sometimes the important things happen when nothing is really happening at all. And it’s just you. Alone on the street. Yet so alive, and so just yourself. Maybe no one else has felt that. It’s a nice feeling.