I was talking to myself in my head today. After awhile I realized I had become almost totally unaware of my surroundings so I took a deep breath to get back into the moment. Then I wondered why I spend time imagining conversations in my head. And sadly I came to the realization that my real conversations from day to day are for the edification of others and nobody is interested in (or at least they never ask questions about) the types of things that interest me. And suddenly I felt very lonely.
No surprise here.
Equilibrium - Kurzes epos