LLL

I don't know about you all , but nothing can send me on a self destructive path like silence. Big apartment, parked in the sky. All I hear is the loud sound of silence, paused by a few coughs. I don't know how people do it. Living alone? I won't understand it. I've never really liked being alone, so I made it a point to always be around others, till I find myself at a bottleneck, at the verge of chocking...and then I complain about it. Sometimes I hate it, and find myself begging for a few moments of no one or nothing  but me. Just when I find that my wish is granted..I feel loneliness's grip slowly suffocating me. Forcing me to hang out with my thoughts. So I try to distract myself. Grab a book, flip through the cable, but we both know that soon I will be defeated. My thoughts. My inner dialogs.  Definitely not my favorite friends, but I give them a chance. I try to engage with them in some kind of conversation, only to realize how unpleasant they are. I don't like them. So I pick up my phone and send a shout out to one of you, to come here, or at least talk to me, consume me with your reality, because at the moment,  I just want to escape mine.