It’s that time of the year again, when you remind yourself of not minding loneliness. Sometimes, solitude becomes a bliss. Other times like today, it is a curse.
So I do what I always do – curse myself, see if anyone’s on, jump into conversations from one chat box to another, try to calm myself down, fail at it, and feel my heart or the place where they say heart is go heavy.
It’s that time of the year again, and I tell myself, one day I will have to survive on my own and this is just the drill. I tell myself, I will one day find a best friend and this is just a phase. One day, I will be okay but tonight I need someone to tell be it’s going to be alright.