This is how I travel, across the country at night. It's dark, and quiet, the stars dim outside the tinted windows. I am the sole spot of light in the bus, this screen lighting up a small area as everyone else sleeps. And songs play in my head. About travel, and missing people, and making mixtapes for road trips. Folk music made by James, and other indie, folky bands. This is my in transit playlist, my traveling CD. The going places section of my infinite playlist. And I think of all the people that I miss, and I think of that Modest Mouse song, about how "I feel lonely when you're around, and I'm never lonely when I'm all by myself." How I miss people the most when I see them again, not when we're separated. How I was working on a playlist of songs that I associate with people, because I miss them. I've been thinking of how the darkness has become scarier in the past two months, since moving to college. How I'm always surrounded by light, and noise at college, and when I'm not, ie, at night in my room with the door shut, Maggie is there, working with the light on, and I'm snug in bed, where nothing can get me. So maybe I'm just not acclimated to the dark anymore, I'm not used to it, so it's scary again.
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