I am lonely. Not the "woe is me, I have no one" kind of lonely. Fortunately, I have plenty of people to talk to, and people who keep me more than entertained while I do my eight hours Monday through Friday.
But something is not there that needs to be there. Something profound. That feeling of yes! that I get when I'm talking to someone who understands. That assuredness that I will be accepted with every single shortcoming I have. The feeling of relief knowing that there will be someone who can offer some relief at the end of the day.
As it is, I feel like I don't get a deep-enough connection enough of the time. I can get it with my writing, and that's always welcome/inspiring, but there is no comparison between connecting with words on a page and a live person.
Who do I turn to for relief from disconnection?
And why does everything I'm typing sound so desperate and needy today?
J
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Who really cares
When I talk
What I feel
What I say
Nobody not really...
Maybe I'm invisible to the world
Does anyone in the world even think of me
As more than just a hopeless cause
Maybe the world is not my block
My stoop
My life
My dreams
My anything...
All alone in a big empty space with
Nobody not really
--Alicia Keys
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Try and lighten up! Do something crazy and zany that you wouldnt do normally, and see how the adventure begins!
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