Again, and as usual, it has been a long time since i have written on here. Complacency kills.
My life is again so disconnected.
I work about 10 hours a day. I talk to noone, not even my coworkers.
I suppose that I could, at this point, blither on about lonliness or solitude or whatever. But why complain about something that I seem unwiling and unable to repair? exactly.
I, at this point, take a page from the hedonists.
My life is again so disconnected.
I work about 10 hours a day. I talk to noone, not even my coworkers.
I suppose that I could, at this point, blither on about lonliness or solitude or whatever. But why complain about something that I seem unwiling and unable to repair? exactly.
I, at this point, take a page from the hedonists.