Here there be monsters (socratic) wrote,
Here there be monsters

I'm lonesome tonight

I'm lonely.

Very lonely.

And I'm not looking for some comments or some random stupid smalltalk on the internet. I'm hungry for connections. Real human connections.

And they're not coming.

Oh I have friends. Good friends. The kind of friends who actually IMPOSE themselves on you (in a good way) and force you out of your shell. They made me go camping with them. They're making me prepare a dinner thing on Thursday. The problem is not that I don't have friends. The problem is that I don't have the right kind of friends. I've been preoccupied thinking about creativity and work and how to get my life on track, and they're all either on track, not giving a fuck about getting on track, or interested entirely different things.

What I need are creative friends interested in creative things that I can have long meaningful discussions with. But they're not there. And now after being jettisoned from the screen writing group I have even less of a connection to that community. And I have to forge one. And I know it.

On a brighter note, the following blog filled me with glee:

A complete review of every magic trick David Blaine has ever performed.

Genius. Sheer genius.
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