a few new reasons
There was a time when I had to turn my phone off to stop the calls. At Wendy's, I practically had to lock myself in the freezer to get some quiet. On the Internet, I'd have two IRC chat rooms open while fumbling with seven or eight AIM, Yahoo, and MSN windows. In college, I played card games and went to diners with my classmates and their friends. Earlier than all that, I could list people who cared about me. People who loved me.
The only words I spoke out loud today that weren't to my mother were to the lady behind the counter at the chinese place. I told her what my order was, and was on my way. That's it. At work, I only seem to speak when I'm spoken to. After, I go home and, again, speak to nearly no one. On the Internet, I occasionally type something off for you people to not read. I have one person I chat with on MSN regularly, and half a dozen people I occasionally yammer at about nothing.
What happened? I don't recall any transition from then to now. I just suddenly look around and I have no friends.
Maybe I am on drugs, and I forget. Maybe I'm crazy, and nobody's telling me.
The only words I spoke out loud today that weren't to my mother were to the lady behind the counter at the chinese place. I told her what my order was, and was on my way. That's it. At work, I only seem to speak when I'm spoken to. After, I go home and, again, speak to nearly no one. On the Internet, I occasionally type something off for you people to not read. I have one person I chat with on MSN regularly, and half a dozen people I occasionally yammer at about nothing.
What happened? I don't recall any transition from then to now. I just suddenly look around and I have no friends.
Maybe I am on drugs, and I forget. Maybe I'm crazy, and nobody's telling me.