…is that it becomes a preferable circumstance.
All those days, weeks and months spent alone can become a form of comfort, and when a person comes into the world that I built up for myself, I get uncomfortable…
What is it that this person wants from me? Who are you? Who sent you? What?!
These are questions that pop in my head when I am in a situation where I allow someone to get close to me. I am not one to become emotionally attached to others easily. I like to keep my distance from others…to self-preserve.
I’m not sure how my path has led me to work with people. This may be a challenge to overcome. Thank God for the Internet! I can connect with others effortlessly without getting entangled in their life and emotions. This allows me to save myself…for myself, since I have cultivated such an awesome woman in my alone time…no one has tainted my perception of life except me. I tend to feel that people should be kind, helpful and respectful to others; mature and wise adults. It’s logic, right? Well, when it doesn’t happen so often I tend to lose faith in society and wonder where the hell this world is going.
When I read my post, ‘Idiocracy: Part Tu (You)…I realize that I am writing about the reality that I see around me, and it makes me want to hop a train to Oregon to be with nature, not people.
This is the perception of life through my loner eyes: If people learned to love being alone, they could get better by working on themselves. They could pray less for other’s and more for themselves.
Alone-ness isn’t that bad, especially when being around groups of people make you want to go hug a tree instead.