Solitude Saturday

So much for coming home...

Everyone had to work. Everyone had something to do. Everything was going the exact same way as it normally does...I mean I wasn't expecting a parade for me but I was expecting to spend some time with someone.

But my family was working. My family was fighting. And I was left here all alone. I mean, I guess that just means I shouldn't come home as often. I think it's time I start to stay in NYC. Life in Plainfield has moved on and I'm just a memory I suppose.

This was definitely a wake up call. Life goes on and so shall I. It's true that the friends you had in high school are fading and the ones that are still around you keep in touch with texts or phone calls here and there. But does that mean I have to get used to the loneliness? Or will I just have to wait for the friends to meet with me again in the future? Whatever the answer maybe, I know now that I have to start living my own life and not wait for others.


I'm tired of feeling disappointed