mewithoutYou was playing. It’s my favorite band, the album It’s All Crazy it’s all false! It’s All a Dream! It’s Alright!. had been on repeat in my car for the past week. My 1992 Honda Accord (that is never supposed to start yet somehow always does) seemed to enjoy the music as well.
Outside the sun was shinning. I took a deep breath of the stale hot air and felt the world around me (my car’s AC doesn’t work, nor do the windows roll down therefore the air is always hot). I then began to ponder a new realization: the long awaited summer had arrived…yet for some reason I was still isolated.
I guess in a way I had invited Isolation to be my guest. I hadn’t told anyone I was home except my family. I suppose I wanted Isolation to come and visit me. I wanted him to join me listening to the newest album of mewithoutYou as we drove around town. Isolation sometimes is one of the most comforting emotions I could experience. No matter how many times I bump into him nowadays a sense of relief comes. Even though he’s a false emotion (in my opinion you can never really truly be with Isolation) I know that with Isolation’s company no one can judge me—save myself. However I found myself becoming tired of his dishonest demeanor and for some reason I wanted him to leave.
I turned my focus back to the music and I laughed as I heard about the Fox and Crow in track number two. I wondered if Isolation was smiling too. Perhaps not. Isolation never seemed to experience joy, except sometimes when I was with him because he knew that I enjoyed him. However now I think he had guessed I was bored of his company or lack of it.
I felt him preparing to leave, hoping to slip away unnoticed as I contrived a plan to go to Beth Yeshua in the morning.
