Why do we fear loneliness so much?
What's so scary about being without human company?

Maybe I'm just obsessed with the wrong things (again). But I've always longed for contact, and then avoided it as much as possible. Sometimes I feel lonelier among people than when I'm alone in my room. It's safe here. No hidden meanings. Days seem to last longer. No unnecessary waste of time.

When the night comes, it becomes harder. So many thoughts can't be put into words. Longing for something unknown, and anguish. Perhaps when we're alone we remember how fragile and ephemeral we are.

So we have to keep ourselves busy, our minds occupied. Staying in crowded rooms. "Socialising"with strangers. Listening to loud music. Chatting on the phone. Watching films or reading books that block reality out. Exercising. Wasting time on the internet. Getting drunk. Taking drugs. Anything to stop us from thinking the unthinkable: our own end, the eternal silence.