Alone in June

I love finding old writing and trying to remember what inspired it. I can’t remember what I was going through but I wrote it down at the time and am now discovering it two years later. I re-read it trying to make sense of it now, but I imagine that it made sense to me then.

June 1, 2021 —

The moments in which I feel most alone are the moments in which I’m in a crowded room and don’t know a single soul in it. It’s the easiest reminder that when I feel like my world is the most important thing in the room, there are hundreds of worlds existing around me. It reminds me that if these worlds can exist around me without crashing and burning, my world will be just fine too.