poor me.

I think that lately I'm noticing things I'd really rather not. When the Email box is empty I hate it. When comments don't show up here I'm lonesome. When the phone is quiet I feel very unloved. But I never really go anywhere and I rarely write or visit other blogs. Pretty fucked up expectation.

The fun starts when I finally get up the courage to venture past this percieved isolation and try to communicate. I either sit there quiet and weird or I talk like everything's been under pressure. It's a closed circuit and a self fulfilling endeavor.

Lonely is as lonely does.