In Brittany's college apartment we made a lynchian horror film about notes falling from the ceiling. Our friend Mitch edited and directed it before he moved to Atlanta. You can never predict what you look back on and miss. At the time we felt like the community surrounding us was fading with the progression of our senior year of college. It felt like the end of the world. Now, we miss how lonely we were together. Not actually sure we were lonely at all.