It was so easy in high school when all it took was the same taste in music and cool trainers. We just took it from there, easily, naturally, like a stroll. Now, we are reduced to comparing profiles, seeing if somewhere in the mix of our emotional dramas and their emotional dramas, our preferences and their preferences, our plans and their plans, we can find a common path to walk together at a similar pace.
The point is, Jenna, no one is normal or perfect like that house you see across the street. Everyone suffers from their own struggles, whether they’re big or small.