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A personal list of things that give me the 'Home' feeling

Writings

  • Walking Each Other Home from the book The Revolution Will be Hilarious & Other Essays by Adam Michael Krause

  • The Ride Home, a lategame excerpt from the game Omori

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    "One by one, they fell asleep on the car ride home. It was a long day at the beach, after all, and everyone was exhausted. ▢▢▢ was the first to nod off, then the rest. As the sun set over the freeway, ▢'s head accidentally drops onto ▢▢▢▢▢▢'s shoulder. The sudden jolt wakes him, but he doesn't dare open his eyes. He pretends to be asleep and steadies his breathing. He listens to the sound of the road. He feels the soft sun resting on his skin, and the slight tinge of pain on his nose from tomorrow's sunburn. He is happy... very, very happy. And he makes a vow to himself, that no matter what, he will remember this moment forever."

  • Sometimes too much happens to put into words by @dontthinkaboutyourself on TikTok

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    Sometimes too much happens to put into words: I can tell you about my day, or about how last week, a boy I haven't spoken with in years was sprawled atop me on a couch and we couldn't stop laughing. I can tell you that we didn't stop looking into one another's eyes, either, and that I might've been briefly transported back to all those days I spent wanting to kiss him. I can tell you I miss him; I can tell you I miss a lot of people. I can tell you about sharing a bed with my two best friends and how I was a bit crushed between them but I didn't care. About breakfasts in diners, and stolen bits of food, and long car rides. Discovering a song while thinking, quietly and practically instinctively, "I bet they'd like this too."

    I can also tell you I wish you were there for it. For speeding down highways, for warm bodies beside your own. For laughter, louder and sweeter than it's ever sounded. But that might be a lie. I wish you were there for it. I also don't at all. I don't necessarily know who I'm talking to. I don't know why I have to share these things with you. Maybe it's to make myself feel better—like if I do, this will all stay real and solid and be something I can go back to, when everything feels much worse than it does right now.
    I don't remember for you. I do it for me—for us. It's for everyone, no one.
    Whatever this is, whoever it's for, I do it anyways.
    Because I care. Isn't that enough?

  • Unknown, partially subtitled, "an ant sees the way the sun loves his grass and the moon loves her...-" by @workingonmywriting on TikTok

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    Did you know that ants clean their antennae?
    They use their saliva, like a cat would
    I had to cradle one to see it
    I have cradled many ants in my life.
    And now that I've watched them kiss my palms
    Instead of biting my skin,
    I could never pluck a flower's petals.
    To magnify is to empathize;
    To love the little things is to hold them
    The ants tell me that I like over-easy eggs in the mornings,
    And that I keep forgetting to write in my dream journal,
    And that my fuzzy socks need to match my pajama pants.
    They tell me that anthills are mountains
    Before you take a few steps back,
    And they tell me how to cradle myself without suffocating
    "Talk to me, talk to me," says the ant. "Hold me in your hands
    "Why?" I ask.
    "Let the warmth reach your veins," It replies
    You have learned to love a little,
    now learn to love a lot."

  • Hammong B3 Organ Cistern by Gabrielle Calvocoressi.
    Content warning: Suicidal ideation

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    The days I don’t want to kill myself
    are extraordinary. Deep bass. All the people
    in the streets waiting for their high fives
    and leaping, I mean leaping,
    when they see me. I am the sun-filled
    god of love. Or at least an optimistic
    under-secretary. There should be a word for it.
    The days you wake up and do not want
    to slit your throat. Money in the bank.
    Enough for an iced green tea every weekday
    and Saturday and Sunday! It’s like being
    in the armpit of a Hammond B3 organ.
    Just reeks of gratitude and funk.
    The funk of ages. I am not going to ruin
    my love’s life today    . It’s like the time I said yes
    to gray sneakers but then the salesman said
    Wait. And there, out of the back room,
    like the bakery’s first biscuits: bright-blue kicks.
    Iridescent. Like a scarab! Oh, who am I kidding,
    it was nothing like a scarab! It was like
    bright. blue. fucking. sneakers! I did not
    want to die that day. Oh, my God.
    Why don’t we talk about it? How good it feels.
    And if you don’t know then you’re lucky
    but also you poor thing. Bring the band out on the stoop.
    Let the whole neighborhood hear. Come on, Everybody.
    Say it with me nice and slow
       no pills  no cliff  no brains onthe floor
    Bring the bass back.    no rope  no hose  not today
    Satan.
    Every day I wake up with my good fortune
    and news of my demise. Don’t keep it from me.
    Why don’t we have a name for it?
    Bring the bass back. Bring the band out on the stoop.
    Hallelujah!

    Perhaps a bit indulgent... But I wanted to include the song forwards beckon rebound by Adrianne Lenker here, because it was the backing song where I first read the poem... Maybe give it a listen while reading and see if you feel the appeal as well.

Videos

  • The ending words of What Happens in Lisa: the Pointless: Scholar of the Wilbur Sin by Worm Girl

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  • The short film Interlude by CatFat

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  • The last episode of Girls' Last Tour, a manga and anime following the journey of two girls after the end of civilizaton

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    This scene stands strong on its own, but I do encourage you to watch the show. It is lovely.

  • The ending words of Bed of Grass, an episode of Mushi-Shi, a manga and anime, speaking upon the right to exist

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    This scene too, stands strong on its own, but I do recommend watching the whole episode. It is easy to cry to! Also, I first watched the anime, but I must say, I favour the words translated in the English manga. As such, I've included them below.

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Music

Artwork