I sit here alone, in my house - the slight smell of vegetables in the air from making salsa. Two monitors - one open to facebook, and one open to WP. I think - no ones online, no one to talk to. I look at my phone - and this fact remains true. I see my cat subtly looking towards the back listening to a sound he heard as he straddles my monitors just to annoy me - as he sleeps he pushes the buttons on my monitors, adjusting my contrast for me.
This is my life, it is not amazing - there is a picture of cookie monster wrestling over a cookie on my other screen. There are 2 people online, both I never speak to - one I don't even know.
Dr. Who is my only companion in this cruel world, of unemployment and lack-luster relationships. Captain Picard was entertaining but only made so many episodes of TNG, and is a bit of a jerk in real life I suppose.... So I default to facebook, my window to presumed happiness - almost perfect in its way of sharing, telling "friends" (strangers) things I didn't even want them to know. I am a hermit, sitting on top of a hill - sharing secrets about myself through a means of social networking, which can only be explained as unifying, addicting, and mind numbingly stupid. Never visiting anyone, never traveling anywhere... because I get my social high through a means of self-destructive entertainment.