I've been viewing life from the corner of the room that's packed full of drunk, ridiculous people.
What do I think? I don't think poorly of them, or look down on anyone. I find them interesting and more fun to watch than interact with.
What do they think?  I don't really care.
There's a weird comfort in knowing that I am going to be on my own for the rest of my life, so I try not to get too attached to other humans.
There's a weird discomfort in wondering if I'll ever be able to closely connect with somebody ever again.
It's interesting to see all of these close friends, long-time relationship, and unbreakable bonds between humans.
I believe I've felt it before, but now it's weird.



I built a brick wall last summer. It keeps all of the emotions out.