I’m reading the book pictured above, The Lonely City.. it’s about 75% boring, autobiographies of famous artists who are depressed I guess, but not lonely. Popular and surrounded by people, going to orgies but lonely, the aids epidemic started, now they can’t go to their public orgy place anymore. They’re lonely. None of the people so far in the book who are, as the cover states, having “adventures in the art of being alone” seem to be alone at all. In fact, quite the opposite.

So far, I don’t think the author or anybody written about in this book, knows the meaning of the word loneliness.

That being said, it does contain some good information pertaining to studies done in the past.

Above are some screenshots from my Kindle. The second paragraph of the last picture, describes me quite well.

I find the idea of loneliness as a disease, like co-dependence or addiction, quite intriguing..

It’s Wednesday! The week is flying by! Have a great day!