Recently a friend opined that she was sad and lonely
because none of her family had contacted her during
the Thanksgiving week. I encouraged her that this
was a particularly celebratory piece of news, and I
would feel damned proud if none of my Fam-Damned-ly
ever contacted me again!
It was perhaps not the sought after reaction, but it
was for damned sure a legitimate one!
What's to despair in being alone?
No more being barely tolerated by two-faced
fickle fucks whom you can't stand anyway?
Finding out the hard way that everyone is
fair-weather and unreliable in a real pinch?
Oh wait! I know what lonely and depressed people miss
about being around other people! Being interrupted
and condescended to!
Or perhaps being ignored!
Or maybe it's being treated like you're crazy while
everyone else talks of equally banal and ridiculous
errata and pretends they're fabulous?
No one talks anymore, anyway--they all have their
faces planted in electronics. Who needs a pseudo
'face-to-face' ?
I say "Embrace the aloneness!"
Being alone is enlightening and the ultimate
freedom. Detach from the manufactured
notion that you cannot accomplish or be
satisfied amidst your own company!
Strip down pretense.
Reject compromise.
Abandon 'settling.'
The best writers in the world will tell you,
there's nothing that beats separating from
the rat race to gain perspective and
contentment!
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