Today it's 6:03 am. I am in a drunken stupor. In these moments I find myself ultimately disgusted. Disgusted by the vanity of humanity. I find myself in another rant against the core of human nature. I find myself true in these moments of solitude. For, every moment every second I feel the freedom of solitude, I veer farther from the closeness of human nature. I am not truly angry, but disappointed in the nature. Recently, I have tried to connect. Dating and relationships seemed very uninteresting to someone like me, for most of my life. My early years of life consisted of iffy friendships, off-putting remarks by strangers, and the closeness that could only be felt by true loners of the free world. Solitude has brought me my real nature.
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