Thanksgiving Eve....

...and I should be among friends tonight. Instead, I'm home alone, with the TV, computer, and two cats.

A friend wrote about their loneliness and ennui in their LJ today. I will do the same.

Deep down inside, I'm a lonely person. I seem to have a hard time obtaining and retaining friends. Many such friends turn out to be circumstantial. I'm so used to the feeling of loneliness that I've become accustomed to it, or even numb to it.

I can feel lonely in a sea of people. I can feel lonely with one person around.

But at least I'm no longer needy about my loneliness, as I was years ago. I can be confortable being alone.

Maybe that explains my affinity for solitary projects and pursuits, such as computer work, filing/packratting, and collecting things. I invent things to do to keep my mind occupied.

Shout-outs: Happy brthday to tarkrai and to decadentdave!