Korean noraebangs could’ve been designed with me in mind, but I’m taking their existence as proof that there are many, many more people like me in the world than I ever imagined.
A room on every street corner for you to pile into with your friends after dinner and drinks, containing sofas, disco lights, a karaoke machine, tambourines, and thousands of songs to choose from…? Surely this is happiness itself?!
And as I sing into the microphone, dancing happily with a big smile on my face, and look at my friends either singing along or dancing around with tambourines, I feel joyful in a way that I don’t even really understand. There’s no reason why this odd behaviour should be capable of making me feel so alive and so content. At least, no reason I can think of.
It just makes me happy.
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