antisocial

Friday, ten o'clock in the evening. Everyone seems to have agreed to have fun, but some people just want to stay in their own orbit - in their pyjamas, under a blanket, with their phone on silent. The world is calling you to a party, but your internal battery is barely flashing red. And it's not because of sadness or drama - it's just that it doesn't always make sense to make noise for the sake of it.

While others pour happiness into plastic cups, some choose peace and clarity. No gloss, no filters, no ‘why didn't you go?’ There is a confidence, a style, an anti-social glamour in this. When the streetlights are brighter than the club lights, and you don't have to adjust your rhythm to anyone else. After all, you can be a ‘star’ at home too - if you shine for yourself.