I sit alone, usually in the dark (who wants to pay electricity bills?) until its time to go to bed. This kind of loneliness is unbearable. The kind that forces you to rely on one person with hopes that they will never tire of your company.

I am watching myself sit through the day. I have so many things I could should would be doing but there is a point when the time you spend in your own mind is so long and consuming that you can no longer do anything alone. Painting reading eating sleeping homework cleaning running yoga. All my time is spent with me. I need other people. I want to go home. Where there are at least three people longing for my company.