Sunday, March 26, 2006


I don't mind loneliness, really - I'm quite used to it by now. But still, it feels strange to not enjoy the things that everyone else does. It feels strange when I am unmoved by things that excite most other people my age. It feels strange to feel so terribly excluded from all that happens around me.
As often, I feel too old for my life.

Exclusion. Isolation. Loneliness. How melodramatic. Like the way i slept and wept at MB's house yesterday.

It would be nice if I were doing things other than just passing time.