Singing with my friends

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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