In the moments that followed, we talked about the strangers next door.

Weird flex, but I like a weird flex.

Feels like I've listened to these five albums over a hundred times.

When we win, we don’t ask questions.

Staring daily at screens we've lost what a far horizon does to a spirit.

I’d like to think I am most of the man my parents raised me to be.

Don’t be overheard complaining.

First, it’s just stuff.

Second, it’s already broken.

I guess I’ve realized that approval-seeking isn’t always loud.