It is, really, but I've been feeling a little perplexed lately. I am quite alone for the most of the time, but do not feel lonely. That is positively not like me. Not like the usual me. The usual me, when forced to stay home alone for more that a day, starts wandering around the place like a ghost, deep in some weird kind of depression, snapping at those who finally arrive and make the loneliness less lonelier. And, yes, making everybody's mood as bad as possible.
But now...the past three days were full of solitude, but I'm feeling absolutely fine! More than that, I'm feeling great! Why would that be? Because of the atmosphere? Or because I have Chemistry to study? A LOT of Chemistry to study. LOADS of Chemistry to study. Ouch. It hurts to remember, how much Chemistry I've got to study.
Yes, I suppose, that is it. I'm so busy working that loneliness has no teeth sharp enough to get through to me. Can't say that's bad, though. I don't ENJOY being in a depression, you know. But, OH, how much stuff I have left to learn...and miles to go before I sleep...and miles to go before I sleep...
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