I think the fact that we find something to relate to in every song we hear and every story we read means that we all go through the same things. So it’s pointless to say that they dont understand us because really…dont they?
If you stay long enough in one place, you start to notice people’s idiosyncrasies. Like how there are those who walk as if music accompanied their every step. And i envy them most of all. Of how sure they are of themselves.
People have so many different ideas about how people should be, about how if you act a certain way you’d live a certain kind of life. But what does anyone really know about anything.