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I've discovered that I seem to have periods at night when I really should be going to bed, but I just don't feel like it and I have this undeniable urge to talk to someone. Anyone really. I'd walk across the street and talk to the crackheads if I thought they wouldn't think I was sniffing their glue. I don't know what it is. I think it's about the only time I ever get close to being lonely. I never really "did" lonely. I've always been pretty good at being on my own. Except at 12:35-ish am when I'm really not tired enough to sleep. I also seem to have intense periods of self reflection coupled with these desires to talk to someone. It's these times that I generally just blame fatigue and force myself to find sleep eventually. I had one of these moments tonight, and then I remembered I had my blog.

I guess I must be comfortable enough with you all to send less than superficial thoughts out into cyberspace all "You've Got Mail"-esque. I almost envision Meg Ryan sitting on her computer at the other end, slowly and steadily falling in love with me. Either that or I am somehow inspring someone a la Chris Rice and "Other Side of the Radio." I prefer the Meg Ryan version, personally. I guess I'm just wondering if anyone else ever feels this way. I mean, I'm not vain enough to believe I am special to the point that I am the only human on this planet that gets lonely and wants to talk to someone. Although it definitely feels that way, sometimes.

In all honesty I could probably phone one of a dozen people right now who would be perfectly happy to talk to me, my awesome family included. I guess I always have this feeling that I would be bothering people. You know me. I hate being a bother. Somehow I can imagine many people feeling this way, the result being that nobody talks to anybody and we all continue on with life thinking we're irritating people when we're our less-than-amazingly-happy selves.

I'm convinced that along with a good grandma everyone needs a best friend. Everyone needs someone they can call all the time no matter what and talk to about anything. It' healthy. Like eating your vitamins and walking 30 minutes a day. That kind of thing.

I think I'm kind of blue because I realized again, today, that I'm making more awesome friends here that I just have to leave again. No matter how many times you meet really good people and then leave them, it never gets easier. You know in your head that you'll get over it and in a while you won't nearly care as much as right now. Not that you forget people, but you "get over it." It's really not much more complicated than that. I heard once that just because one door opens when one closes doesn't mean the hallway in between can't be murder. Sometimes it can. I think that's the part I never get used to. That's probably a good thing. If I get used to it, it's qute possible I've lost a part of my humanity.

Sorry to get all less-than-humourous on all of you. It's probably not what you were expecting. Oh well, after a summer's full of "I love your blog" comments I suppose I've earned some creative leeway. Besides, it's my blog, writing what I want is one of the perks :)

I finished drafting my research paper today. I included an acknowledgments section. I don't know if I really earned an acknowledgments section, but I don't care. It's my paper. See above.

Well, now I feel better. Who needs people?? I can just vent my feelings into cyberspace for all eternity. Again with the losing of the humanity....

Thank you all for your indulgence. I'll remember you when I win that Nobel Prize. I promise.