Life has a funny way of challenging your concept of reality.
Reality is nothing like this wonderful romantic comedy you see on television. It's more like looking for a needle in a haystack. Sometimes you can get very depressing along with yourself.
In our minds is it the longing for companionship, romance togetherness?? Was it just a status quo has let us to believe that's true happiness.
I get confused sometimes. Don't really know why. Some days you wake up happier than hell. If that can be a concept. Then sometimes on that long drive home you anticipate the emptiness of the reality of your own home.
Absolutely unsure of why I'm writing this. I'm extremely confident outgoing. Nothing ever seems to phase me.
The museum like stillness and quiet of my home is quite relaxing. The lack of sound sometimes can get kind of daunting. Occasional rustling of my two cats, sometimes the excitement of my day. And I'm not a depressed person whatsoever. I get up with vigor enjoying that I'm alive and life's just out there waiting for me. I guess in a nutshell what I'm trying to say is, loneliness is for the full-hearted. What I mean by that is someone who is totally in love with being alive and living life. If that makes sense to you then you understand. So I'll close with that because I don't believe I need to say anymore. Have a wonderful weekend, enjoy your silence. If you're lucky enough to have some.
JW
