What Are You Thinking? Continued 2

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I am thinking I miss my old friends from here. We use to have so much fun. Now it is always slow when I show up. 😔
 
Ok, so that was a terrible day, which will ripple forward and fuck over my entire week.

Nothing to do now but try and push through, manage the consequences and keep my head above water.

Here goes.
 
It’s probably common and I’m probably not communicating anything novel. But I find that I often compare myself to those around me. And I wonder whether they feel as isolated as I do.

Isolated, not in a negative way, but definitely in a way. It’s significant and meaningful. I’ve discovered my peace and my desires from my isolation. I’ve discovered who I am when no one is watching and who I feel have to be when people are.

When I’m lonely, I’m not craving someone to deliver me from loneliness. I actually like the loneliness. What I want is someone to dive into that pool with me...to feel the sharp cold of isolation, to match our panicked breathing until we turn numb, and to be each other’s guide through the vast, dark, and exciting expanse.
 
If you really think "Trump Derangement Syndrome" exists then you should check whether you are the deranged one...
 
The amount of men that prefer a good hug over a quick fuck is probably the most underestimated value.
 
Thinking it’s funny how complete strangers can be kind enough to make sure that someone is ok but people that claimed to be friends and to care disappear when I can’t pretend to be happy.
 
My ambition exceeded my time allotment for completion.

In other words, so many projects, so little time.
 
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