It’s Saturday evening. Ash is here but otherwise I sit here alone. No social messages, the phone doesn’t ring and I wonder where I have gone wrong?
Why don’t I actually have any friends? Do I really care. Do I even like other people at this point?
I think being disabled and poor you are prejudiced against. Being fat you are prejudiced against. But people are shallow.
I have coffee. I have books but other people are a real disappointment.