Content to be Slightly Forlorn: Young Loneliness in Over the Garden Wall

As far as I can tell, there are three types of truly deep loneliness. The Loneliness of Love (I’m on the top floor of a double-decker bus, watching as a girl gets smaller and smaller in the pre-sunrise dark), The Loneliness of Loss (my mother smiles and also aches, remembering an anecdote about her late brother), […]