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Loneliness


I have been thinking hard. I still haven't got the answer to who is a loner and who is an exile. By the way, is this the same thing they call depression. It gets a bit confusing. Is it possble to be lonely and happy at the same tie. Ok, maybe not entirely happy. But reasonably happy.

Maybe I can find the answer. Someday.

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Anonymous said…
Well, I don't think there may be an 'absolute' answer out there. Everybody's definition of something is different. And the definition itself differs in varying situations. It may be possible to be 'lonely' and/or 'happy' at the same time. Bittersweet, I suppose. Sort of the 'misery' I have right now. I feel so numb sometimes. Other than that, you have interesting and unique entries. Shows that you have a point of view, thoughtful personality, and good insight. Well, good luck with everything then. Life can be a confusing thing at times.
6:55 PM
Anonymous said…
I find many things confusing too. And not many answers. Keep trying. maybe you will come up with something. Goodluck.
10:47 AM
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