No Man is an Island
You can only do so many things all by yourself until you realize that you're still all alone. What exactly did God have in mind when he created the concept of loneliness? It seems like the worst punishment there is, because it's just so unnatural. Some part of me, too, is revolting at the unjustness of it all. But you know karma. It hits you when you least expect it. If it's anything, loneliness is purgatory on earth. Or I'll keep telling myself that for comfort, because maybe this way I'll get to go to heaven. The worst part is that you can't really stop being lonely until you make some good friends. But no one wants to be friends with a lonely person because they're too needy, and no one wants to dump that much emotion into a relationship that probably won't pay off. What a great catch-22. Thanks, God. So I guess the only way to stop being lonely is to pretend you're not until you do make those friends. And then you won't be.
I hate it when it rains.
I hate it when it rains.