Saturday, July 26, 2014

Alone

I am terminally alone.  That means I don't have anyone, no spouse, no roommate, no significant anything.  I am the only person at my house.  Nobody is going to show up later because he or she has been at work, shopping, or working out at the gym.

This is different from being home alone, temporarily.

If I have a question, an observation or even a project, its up to me to deal with it either by asking Google, talking out loud or to Facebook or getting off my arse and on with the project.

I have many friends who are accompanied in their lives either permanently or temporarily and they cannot imagine why I spend time observing all manner of trivia on Facebook.  It is because I am alone.  I am a naturally conversational human stuck in a totally non human situation.

Its okay.  I'm not even complaining.  I'm just saying it is different.

I don't know why I have never attracted a significant anyone, at least not in a very long time.  Perhaps if I was more diplomatic, cuter, younger or, God knows, richer, I would.  Or maybe not.

My life is fine, as long as I am supplementally employed, stunningly healthy and welcomed at my church.

But, since I don't have anyone coming over or coming to stay, I don't have anyone to talk to and so I observe incessantly on Facebook.

So there.