I never know what to title my creations. Giving it a title makes me feel vain.
About five months ago I moved out of my dad’s house and into a house with five roommates. I lived in that house for about two months, and even though it was only fifteen minutes away from the house I grew up in, there were nights spent in my room where I had never felt so disconnected and far from my home. It was so different and often so lonely. This is the farthest I have ever been from home.