A Lonely Loner
Does this make sense to anyone? I am a loner, enjoy being alone, want nothing more than to be alone, yet, I am perpetually lonely, like I am longing for something that I am simutaneously resisting. I crave human connection, but I cannot deny that I feel most comfortable alone. perhaps because I dont have to put forth the effort of creating a mutual world, and I dont have to wear the Projected I, I can just be...me...without pretenses. I dont feel forced to make conversation, to make someone else comfortable in my presence...I just am. But it is, at the same time, a lonely world of mine, and I crave a being-ness and comfortable co-existance with another, yet I cant get over wanting to be alone with my self and my thoughts.