People
This summer has afforded me what I would call a definitive LEAP into the realm of misanthropy. More than ever I am convinced that I dislike people keenly. Everywhere I turn, I witness people's unabashed ARROGANCE, their visceral need to lord it over other human beings. It's as if we all lived in a great Darwinian social experiment gone berserk. I am DISGUSTED by people, and I am loathe to leave my house on any given day. I wish I were able to stay home EVERY DAY, ALL THE TIME, in order to avoid contact with my fellow homo sapiens. I need to live in a bubble of sorts, a shelter from the storm of humanity.