Alone, alone I sit in this fake garden in the middle of the quiet, cold city. No traffic at 4 in the morning. Quiet.
Where are the crowds? Where did everyone go? Was it a dream, the crowed streets people having fun, laughing, drinking, escaping. It was just hours ago.
Escaping loneliness, for just a hour being with others, sharing good times.
But even then, among the crowds I sit alone. Alone.
No one could see, those around. No one could even comprehend the feelings of being alone felt.
Where do those feelings of being alone come? Is it not being able to engage? To join in on the merriment. To have something of note to contribute. Barriers.
Or is it the feelings of being with someone that you want to share your life with only to have them walk away.
To be ignored. Pushed aside for the company of others.
But again, being alone has it's own rewards.
Being alone means I can dream, escape, take the mind and wander. Wander off to places where life is different. Where the warmth of the sunshine melts the ice. Where things are simple. Where hurt, pain, and loneliness doesn't exist.
All good JB, just musings at 4 in the morning
May you enjoy the merriment around you, company when you want it and solitude when you don't. Happy weekend, jahoo. Always remember your fellow pervs in PV Land are here for you. Any time.
It "is" nice to be all alone sometimes ,I like company as well as anyone here but ya just can't gather your thoughts like they need be every so often unless you are alone ; )
Sometimes alone time is a good thing....lets you just sit back, get rid of all the outside noise for a while and just really relax. Or it could also just drive you crazy...lol. I enjoy the quiet once in awhile myself jahoo
UM beast....that might be your conscience telling ya that...lol