The rain on the roof...
Nov. 24th, 2011 01:11 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shade184Tonight's just one of those lonely nights.
I haven't had one for a while, actually. Now that my friends and I have mostly sorted out balance issues, I've been feeling pretty good about life 'n' stuff. I have the best friends in the world, I really do. <3
But there's nothing quite like hanging out with a real person, and watching How I Met Your Mother this evening has kinda been chafing on the fact that, well... I don't really have many real-life friends. There's Greg, but we don't hang out all that much anymore, now that he's in a relationship, and right now I'm sitting at home, at 1AM, listening to the rain on the roof and feeling pretty alone.
I guess I should be happy that this isn't one of those "omg I'm so desperately lonely" times that I used to have on a regular basis. They were a part of what I used to be, but I've changed since then. Instead... how should I put it. As an introvert of sorts I need alone time to recharge my batteries, but right now my batteries are fully charged and I'm rarin' to go. (Right when I need to sleep, how convenient!)
This isn't a guilt trip, or a rage post, or a sympathy beacon. If anything, it's more of an observation. I don't ever recall having felt quite this way about being alone before. It used to be either "resigned to being forever alone" or "screaming desperation" but now it's just "man, I sure would feel good to be with a friend right now". Interesting.
A beer or two wouldn't go down badly, either.
I haven't had one for a while, actually. Now that my friends and I have mostly sorted out balance issues, I've been feeling pretty good about life 'n' stuff. I have the best friends in the world, I really do. <3
But there's nothing quite like hanging out with a real person, and watching How I Met Your Mother this evening has kinda been chafing on the fact that, well... I don't really have many real-life friends. There's Greg, but we don't hang out all that much anymore, now that he's in a relationship, and right now I'm sitting at home, at 1AM, listening to the rain on the roof and feeling pretty alone.
I guess I should be happy that this isn't one of those "omg I'm so desperately lonely" times that I used to have on a regular basis. They were a part of what I used to be, but I've changed since then. Instead... how should I put it. As an introvert of sorts I need alone time to recharge my batteries, but right now my batteries are fully charged and I'm rarin' to go. (Right when I need to sleep, how convenient!)
This isn't a guilt trip, or a rage post, or a sympathy beacon. If anything, it's more of an observation. I don't ever recall having felt quite this way about being alone before. It used to be either "resigned to being forever alone" or "screaming desperation" but now it's just "man, I sure would feel good to be with a friend right now". Interesting.
A beer or two wouldn't go down badly, either.