
TL;DR True Love Is Real When You’re Not Overstimulated
Recently, I’ve found myself forgetting the walk from the library to campus, unable to recall the faces of those around me on the Northern line that morning. By putting on my noise-cancelling headphones, at just the right level to drown out the screeching between Camden Town and Euston, I could block myself away from the outside world. Muscle memory would guide me from A to B, until it got to a point where I hadn’t mustered a single independent thought in what felt like weeks.