Alone in a Crowded Room

Lately I've been aware of my alone-ness. It's not really loneliness, although I guess that's part of it. It's more the detached awareness of being lonely, mixed with a feeling of....hopelessness? I don't know, that sounds more dramatic than I intend. Maybe resignation. I live in the third largest city in the country but I might as well live in bumblefuck, wyoming for all the real interpersonal action I get.

I don't think this post has a real purpose. Just an observation.