It rather blows to be alone.
Sometimes it's good. Sometimes, if you really actually want to do something alone, its good.
Like read or write or play an instrument.
Or other stuff.
Generally though, it blows.
It blows to know that there probably isn't someone somewhere having trouble getting you out of their mind.
It is not a good thing to be left to only your thoughts and desires..and responsibilities.
Sometimes you just want to go back to bed.
Or drink.
Or both.
Or just sit there and keep clicking and clicking and clicking and waiting and wondering.
And getting fatter and older.
I think I'm going to go to Wal-Mart and I'm going to go to bed and drink.
Not necessarily in that order.
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