Disconnected Over Time
“Time flies like an arrow, but fruit flies like a banana.”
—Groucho Marx
Lately, I’ve been feeling like I’m running out of time. There’s so much I want and need to do: projects to start, projects to finish, things to learn, places to go, and so many other things. Sadly, I’ll never do most of it in the short amount of time I have here. Sadder still, I feel like I’ve ignored something I want and need the most: human connections.
I can’t remember if my lack of a social life is a result of working too much or if working too much is a result of my lack of a social life. Either way, I work a lot and I don’t have a social life. I’ll admit, I’m not a social butterfly; I’m a bit of a recluse. It’s my nature and I’m perfectly fine with that. I don’t have a lot of friends. I’ve always believed that it’s quality that’s important, not quantity.
Almost all of my friends are girls. Yes, I have a lot of girl friends; just no girlfriend. It’s always been like that, even when I was young lad. I don’t know why. Maybe I’m really a girl with boy parts. I seem to get along with females more and I find them more interesting than males. Plus, they’re better to look at. Oh, in case you’re wondering and for the umpteenth time, I’m not gay! A lesbian maybe.
Over the past few years, the only contact I have with my modicum of friends is through the internet. Don’t get me wrong, I think it’s a great way to stay in touch with people. It just seems that it’s replacing people actually seeing one another. I just fear that the closer we all become, the further we really are from each other.
I know what your thinking: “Why do you have to be such a miserable f@%# all the time!? Why don’t you just go live in a cabin in the middle of the woods!?” Well, I don’t have an answer for your first question. As for your second question; I will, but only if there’s Wi-Fi.