The fad has returned, for an instantaneous moment. Ring the alarm, gird your loins, for the imminent rant.
I think I merely come here for the self-reassurance; for it's something that one has to do on his own, with no distractions. I spent the entire day with a close friend, and yet I'm still feeling distant. All is gone at the very moment you bid farewell - all the comfort, all the companionship. It then makes me think, and become envious I suppose, of those who have truly found comfort in another human being. Or someone who never makes you feel like you are the only person in the world. I really wonder, how did our parents meet each other's expectations, and have meaningful marriages of 30, 40 years. It's unthinkable to juxtapose that possibility on the contemporary relationships. Is that what makes the 21st century love even more desirable?
Were they from a simpler time? And that is why with less choices or opportunities in life, they found love quicker, and more naturally. I often wonder. Or that the modernity of life has introduced the effervescence of the individual, and the self-induced sense of limitless accomplishment irrespective of one's social relationships. If that's the case, I think I might reject this new fashion of social dynamics.
Like it or not, as much as we hate to admit it, nobody survives loneliness. It gets palpable in the late nights, or even when you had just left your friends, or loved ones, and start walking to your apartment on your own. It consumes you when you're carelessly drowning your thoughts on your future, distant love life. It rears its ugly head once you lose focus on being occupied with things to do. It never is an easy feeling to get rid of.
Is that why people become cynical, be it on the surface or being a hardcore cynic. I would posit that is their defense mechanism - how they deal with the fact that they don't have enough of a social life. They become testy, pessimistic about friendships and relationships, and in some extreme cases, turn a nasty face on their social lives.
Why do we feel like we are lonely, even when we aren't alone? Is it only a state of mind? Or really because of the interpersonal connections that are weak and unsubstantiated? Or is it just because we're mourning the loss of some form of closeness? I guess the only answer to these questions can only surface when one has become un-lonely? When the sensation of being sole and misunderstood/ not understood at all dissipates?