Sometimes isolation gets to me
Things are turning around when I am enrolled in Independence Center, and I make the trek there several times a week. Makes friends. See people. Better times.
Now is not that time though
So I witness/experience a sensation of isolation and loneliness, and the "maxim" or "mental formulae" (or perhaps "state-of-mind") in regards to this goes as such:
A day is passing with little interaction. Nowhere to go to in the immediate future. No one around. Nothing to "add on to" or to "contribute" other than a blank canvas text editor staring at me, saying "hey, fucko - what's what?".
So, I respond sincerely and with the best articulation that I can muster.
It's just one way of viewing what my life is/is about for umpteen years.
And so it is