What is the point of denying loneliness? I'm going to put this out there. Writing is a lonely career. It consumes so much time and is such a delicate work that I have difficulty, especially being in college now, balancing work, study, and play. By "play" I mean interaction with friends. I am involved in several activities; fencing and volleyball being a few of them. But I am so tired, so so tired. I am tired and lonely. I felt this way over my Christmas break as well.
I was living my dream, but my dream is lonely and tiring. To sit and write for hours on end...you see, even I, with all my personalities, grow tired of my own company. We, as human beings, are not meant to be alone. Sometimes we must be. But we are not meant to be. I have made a decision to dedicate a certain amount of time each day to social interaction. Not so much physical activity, just relaxation, casual conversation, and card games.
Also, on a lighter note, my pining for social interaction may originate my my large family. Also, dear reader, I hope you have a wonderful new year and accomplish all your new year's resolutions, I guess this post could be considered mine.