No. 328...some year later...

Wow, its hard to believe that i've stopped blogging, we'll its not hard, since now "blogging" is considered a job, and not just a place for your thoughts...its almost if not a multi-million dollar business. But here I am, yet again, maybe I blog at my weakest moments and I don't tend to read it over again. I've had a good run this year, and have gone out literally every weekend, but this weekend, i've taken it slow, just hung out with some girlfriends, a dog, and a few movies and a pizza. I miss those days, but yet, you know either being at a bar or being at someone's house, being surrounded by people, I still feel lonely. This probably sounds incredibly stupid, but I think my happiest moments are when i'm lying in bed with someone and we're just talking, be it a girl, boy, whatever, and no i'm not polyamourous or at least I don't think I am, we don't even have to be touching, I prefer not to, but its the closeness, its the conversation, its the sense that we're almost at one with each other. Because yet again, I feel like no one is like myself. Some would say its a compliment, but I find it a curse. Not that I want everyone to be like me, god no, but you know sometimes i'd like people to understand where I come from, how I relate, my struggles, my insecurities, my issues...no one truly understands me, and I don't know if that is a gift or a curse. The irony of life, you've got all these great people who can give you certain bits and pieces of them, but no one to complete the whole...