The last scene...everyone sitting on that truck, getting floated away in their own thoughts, own mess. That song, that shot, Chester’s face in the wind...It just seemed so right in that moment. For the very first time of your life, you realized what does it mean to “tune in”. You know it happened when it happened. They filmed this and it fucking touched you. It touched you in your troubled mind, your screaming soul and your obsessed adolescence. It did because you know you missed it, you missed all this. And it fucking hurts to tell yourself that this is not your story.