I know what it's like on a Saturday night to be alone in a crowded street
It's been a long time since I've written anything in here. Oftentimes I don't feel like I have much to say, and I don't want to write anything that isn't worth reading. I have my own journal where I write down my ups and downs, so that by the time I open up this blog, I feel like I'm all talked out. But for some reason, I've been asked a couple of times lately to update my blog already and I realized that perhaps it's time to write again. Loneliness is a tricky thing. Everyone feels it and yet it doesn't bring us together. Just about every other emotion - anger, joy, grief, excitement, affection, hatred - can be shared with someone, and there can be a sort of camaraderie when that person feels the same way you do. But loneliness is something experienced .. well, alone. What I mean is that inherent within the emotion of loneliness is the feeling of alienation from the rest of the world. Like that prick in your heart when you hear everyone else...