We sit in these rooms, alone and tired. We are lonely not because there is no one around but because there is no one who understands the trials and tribulations of being someone who has been given every opportunity but is too tired to take them and run. We watch these movies, we live vicariously through these characters. We do not have to go out in to this world and have these experiences because someone is having them for us. They’re right in front of us and we think to ourselves, “Why couldn’t that be me? Perhaps I am them and they are me, alone, sitting on this couch. Perhaps they are tired and I am alive.”