The things we love

It’s interesting how the things we love will never leave us.

No matter where I go or what I do — dancing at home will always always always be my ultimate comfort. I can go anywhere, be anyone, do anything, but when I come home... I’m 17 again & my new favorite songs feel as good as the old ones when I move to them in socks & a T-shirt as a means to sort out all the emotions inside of me that don’t make sense through thought or word.

I feel like myself, I feel safe, I feel free & by the end of it all I realize, once again, that I’m in the midst of the anecdotal warmth I’ve been galavanting around try to find all along

🎶 Dog Years by Maggie Rogers