Thursday, September 22, 2016
Always alone (H01)
On the first day of 8th grade I sat alone in the lunchroom reading while everyone around me chatted to their friends. I was in a new school and it would be months before I found anyone worth looking for in a crowd. The same was true every time I changed schools, and every time I found myself alone in large groups of people. Even later in school once I had friends to hang out with I often found the sound of my own thoughts more comporting. My personality, my common distaste for human contact, caused me to be ostracized from my peers from an early age.
Now, to add a second dimension to my solitude, I group up about half an our into the mountains from an already rural town. I only ever saw my friends in school and so I found the mountains and the woods were my entertainment. My own thoughts, and the fantastical stories they constructed kept me company.
Because of this, I find that I always feel both alone and engaged.