misplaced
I am at home tonight, a Saturday night, and notably without anything to do, for perhaps the first time this year. Despite the freedom from pressure, expectation or responsibility, it’s difficult to relax.
I find myself yearning for deep interaction and relationship, and the familiar taste of this desire has become bland through regular dining.
I wonder if perhaps my social circles are incomplete, deficient in a pertinent way, and what I should do about it.
I would love to be able to just call one friend or another on the spur of this empty moment and eagerly decide to flit about, do coffee, or a movie, or even just a chat. A phone conversation for more than just planning or exchanging facts – now there’s a novel idea.
I am resigned to feeling misplaced – solitude can be wonderful, but all I can think about is its opposite.
What a tangled web we weave… Yet even in its entanglement, my web has holes.
EDIT: This fixation is not an attempt to solicit sympathy and socialisation. I’m just venting to the void, as usual…
on February 10th, 2007 at 9:47pm
Hey MJ
I don’t see why you don’t just call someone up one lonely Saturday night on the spur of the moment. I believe anyone would be glad to recieve your call. The thing is we all crave that kind of relationship. the kind that welcomes that phone call for something other than a 5 minute conversation. most people would find excitment in a spur of the moment get together, especially with what seems to be a very sought after man.
Embrace the novel idea!
-K
on February 11th, 2007 at 1:34am
Although this has almost nothing whatsoever to do with the entry I feel like mentioning it.
Webs do have holes, it’s one of the major characteristics that allows us to easily distinguish them from sheets. That doesn’t include broken sheets.
on March 6th, 2007 at 12:45pm
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