It's a friday night, your mind and body pulsing with
enthusiasm as you prepare to hit the town. You find a club, have some drinks,
dance a while, pretend that you are meant to be here. The horde grow cautious
toward the outsider that is you, throwing daggers in the gaze and whispers
alike. You knew this was not your place but tried desperately to affiliate with
these husks of society. Instead, you find yourself spending the night alone,
reminding yourself that you and the world will never be parallel. Over and over
and over again...