The difference.

You know that feeling when you feel so fed up with everyone and every little thing around you annoys you to the core? Then you try to find a way to escape from the world and the rest of the creatures that exist on its surface?

It doesn't matter what you do, as long as you are free from the social network that ties you down: roam the streets aimlessly, walk from store to store for hours, sit by yourself at a four-people table in a coffee shop, buy a big bucket of popcorn and go to the movie theater, get a pint of ice cream and sit on the sidewalk watching people passing by, etc.

And you have this sweet, sweet, sweet sensation of solitude and silence, and you feel the pure happiness, for a short period of time. Then you get scared of roaming the streets aimlessly. Your feet get tired of walking from store to store. You feel guilty when there are couples waiting in line for tables. The popcorn is too salty and the movie isn't that great. The ice cream melts and everyone passing by seems to have so much more fun than you are, and they all seem to ... have someone by their side.

It's a terrible feeling to miss someone and knowing that you're fine without those people. And they, too, must be feeling the same way.


Feelings are fleeting.

Suddenly, you realize you're not alone. You are lonely.

[az]

On a rainy night of June.