In an episode of SNL’s Celebrity Jeopardy satire they put the words “I’m so terribly lonely” in the mouth of Martha Stewart.
In a song I listened to recently the words were sung by Deathcab For Cutie “all the girls in all the girlie magazines won’t make me feel, any less alone”
My favourite poem since high school (when we read it in Fahrenheit 451) ends with these words
“…the world, which seems
To lie before us like a land of dreams,
So various, so beautiful, so new,
Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light,
Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain;
And we are here as on a darkling plain
Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight,
Where ignorant armies clash by night.” – Matthew Arnold “Dover Beach”
On nights like this I usually agree with him. I just want to go to sleep and never wake up again.
God help me.
I know you might not want to hear this again, but I still think you should live at our place. There's always almost someone here and you keep saying you wish you could go to a monastery… and this is one step closer to living in one.