warpednormal's Diaryland Diary

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Sitting with loneliness. Letting its calloused hands run through my hair. and all its rough edges. there's a heat to it and then a coolness. an ambiguity to loneliness that i try to fill with friends and food and tv. but its always there. sometimes i get a waft of it and sometimes it fills the whole room.
but i sit with it, more and more. let it become my friend. yes, theres a disappointment to it, a feeling that this feeling should simply not be there.
"the thing that fucks us up most is our image of how life should be."
or something like that.
its so true
loneliness is shared by everyone. which is i guess a bit paradoxical.
but its real. and the more we try to push it away, we are denying yet another fundamental and beautiful thing about being human.

11:02 a.m. - 2015-04-28

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