Evening stream of consciousness

It doesn’t really matter whether you both like the same obscure music or enjoy the same films. Or wear the same pants. If you don’t share the same fundamental values for how you see the world and want to treat the people in it, it’s not going to work. It’s entirely possible to feel lonely in a noisy house full of people—it’s more of a state of mind than a state of being. People can become more silly and superficial with age, rather than grow wiser. And I don’t believe that all people are capable of the sort of self-reflection that would impel them to change for the better. Some people are assholes, they know it and they don’t care.