In Which I Give Myself a Reality Check
December 8, 2005 | permalink

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I've been feeling lonely lately. My apartment feels big and empty, and I spend too much time alone. Quite often in the last weeks, as I head home on the train, I've found myself thinking about how much I miss going home to someone, and how nice it would be to have someone there to have dinner with, and talk to, and be lazy with. You know, all the stuff you get to do when you are seriously involved with someone.

Then I think, what am I, nuts? I'm a fuckin' mess. I can't be all involved with anyone for real. That would be a terrible thing to do to someone I liked that much.

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