My house has been filled for the past couple of days by family members who I don't often see. Depressingly one of these is my older brother, who I miss more than I'd usually care to admit. He has recently gotten very into chess so I challenged him to a game. He beat me, which I suppose is poetic considering he's my elder so he's obviously better than me at everything ever, but it felt good to have that prolonged period of interaction through which to catch up.
I also had my cousin and his wife (who I consider a blood relation now) and they're always very generous in paying for drinks and such and always ask after me with genuine interest which is nice. The fact I got to stay up with them until two in the morning drinking and joking made me feel good, and made me see the parts of life I enjoy until all the feelings of cluelessness I have seemed to be okay.
So right now, even in my directionless state, I'm flying high in my Superman socks.
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