Solitude

I envy those who can desire solitude, for I cannot. I seek solitude sometimes, but more often than not, I would rather do something with someone. Anyone. Human interaction is something I desire at all times; I don’t know why. I guess it’s just a nice feeling to have someone by your side. Someone who you can show something to when you find something interesting on the web. Someone you can just reach out and punch on the arm. Someone you can make silly faces at.

I used to watch movies alone. I used to go to the movie theatre while cutting class, watching the entire Star Wars trilogy, Scream, and other movies alone. Now, I can no longer imagine doing so.

Yet, I am still alone. I am cursed for I am nocturnal. I work my best late at night. All others are awake in the morning. No one can believe the relieve I felt when I finally flipped the clock and turned diurnal that one week. One week of going out with my friends, waking up ahead of everybody else. One week of seeing daylight. One week of seeing others of my species, walking around, clutching desperately to their precious cups of coffee.

It is my own fault, really. Always trying to stretch out the day, tricking myself into believing that if I were to sleep later, then I get more work done!

But then, if it weren’t for all these late night sessions, I wouldn’t get any “work” done. This blog would not exist. I would not be who I am.

Oh, who am I kidding?