I haven’t felt lonely in many years. I kind of miss it (or at least the opportunity). What little time to myself I have is so precious.
It’s like spending your childhood occasionally stuffing yourself so full you feel sick and miserable, but the rest of the time at least feeling well fed. And then you hit adulthood, get poor, and every chance you get to eat just takes the edge off the hunger.
I haven’t felt lonely in many years. I kind of miss it (or at least the opportunity). What little time to myself I have is so precious.
It’s like spending your childhood occasionally stuffing yourself so full you feel sick and miserable, but the rest of the time at least feeling well fed. And then you hit adulthood, get poor, and every chance you get to eat just takes the edge off the hunger.