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I just got really high and watched Home Alone 2 and realized something. That's what comfy is. Sitting in your grandparents living room watching Home Alone with your cousins while she finishes dinner. There was no worry about race, violence, money. The acting was so cheesy but everyone accepted it as is. The whole movie encompassed the dream world of what, admittedly, we all thought about, what it would be like to be in a situation like he was. Everything was just fine. And those were the times that I miss the most. And i'm sorry if i'm talking to people of less fortunate backgrounds who can't relate, but I feel like this feeling is mutual with people who grew up like me.

It sounds dumb, but there's nothing that reminds me of 'the good old times' like Home Alone. It made me want to get those 'good old times' back, live my life as if I knew things would get horrible and didn't have a care in the world. Like I knew my family would break apart, like I knew that I would realize how horrible the world is, trying to make it in this world that slowly is becoming what it wasn't anymore, living an angry apathetic life.

It brought me back and reopened my eyes. It *is* what things used to be, glorified or not. And I want that back, I want that life, that experience, that comfort.

I found my drive, /r9k/. Get high or drink a little bit too much and watch Home Alone, maybe it'll reopen in you the same thing it did in me.