How a Passion Project Turned into an Identity Crisis
(09/11/19 3:55am)
I’m inside a sweaty, rank basement with music that's far too loud, engulfed in a mass of unrecognizable faces. I came to the party for my best friend, but five minutes into the chaos, she disappears. I’m sure I don’t belong here. I think that if I don’t find someone familiar within the next five minutes, I should make the trek back home by myself.