A friend of mine and her mom shared a funny story with me once. It was definitely one of those you "had to be there" moments but it was sufficiently funny that we all still laugh about it today. Seeming as you had to be there to fully appreciate it, I am not going to do the story any injustices by attempting to retell the story in lame attempt to convey it's humour. I do still, however, have to provide you with the gist of what happened.
My friend is a bombshell! When I say bombshell I really mean it. Blonde, blue-eyed, and a body to die for. I mean the girl is in her mid-twenties and looks sixteen. Anyway, one evening my bombshell friend is at a club with some friends having a good time. When it came time to go home, her mom, a regular occurrence for many of South Africa's youth, came to pick her and one of her friends up at some ungodly hour. At this point both girls are relatively hammered and are chatting to my friends mom about their night. The second girl, who isn't a bombshell, starts to complain in a sing-song manner that 'she was all alone' because my friend had basically ditched her for some hotty.
Anyway, this got me thinking about being alone, what it meant exactly, and how it means different things to different people. Some people can be alone while being surrounded by hundreds of people at a popular night club. Others only feel alone when they are by themselves. I guess we all feel differently about being alone and feel that way based on many factors. Being lonely and feeling all alone are really the same thing and I have never felt more alone than when I was in Abu Dhabi surrounded by people.
I am a loner! I enjoy doing things by myself and I really love my on company. I have take vacations on my own and had a meal at a restaurant alone. I am not some weird hermit, I just like to be on y own sometimes. Mostly I enjoy others company and I love to be out and about. I visit with friends regularly and am, in fact, seldom home. I think most people feel most lonely when they are forced to be on their own because they do not know how to be by themselves and just be comfortable in their own skin.
When I was living in Abu Dhabi, I met such a girl. She lived in the adjacent room to me. She had her bedroom door open 24/7 so that whenever anyone walked past she could engage them in conversation. Being her neighbour, this drove me a bit mad a times as I had to pass her door on my way in or out. There were ten of us living together and she'd often stop someone for a chat, often and very inconvenient times. At other times though, it was such a godsend because I just wanted to hangout and chat and she was always keen.
One of the best and worst things about living with nine other people is living with nine other people! It's a blessing and a curse. There is almost always someone to talk to or do things with. As a result you get used to not having to entertain yourself. You become easily bored and when you do find yourself alone, you have no idea what to do with yourself. Couple this with the fact that the people you are living with are basically strangers, who know little about you, and you have a recipe for loneliness.
So it was on such a night where I found myself physically alone that I had never felt lonelier in my life. Sitting outside on the stairs, I knew exactly what it meant to be all alone.
My friend is a bombshell! When I say bombshell I really mean it. Blonde, blue-eyed, and a body to die for. I mean the girl is in her mid-twenties and looks sixteen. Anyway, one evening my bombshell friend is at a club with some friends having a good time. When it came time to go home, her mom, a regular occurrence for many of South Africa's youth, came to pick her and one of her friends up at some ungodly hour. At this point both girls are relatively hammered and are chatting to my friends mom about their night. The second girl, who isn't a bombshell, starts to complain in a sing-song manner that 'she was all alone' because my friend had basically ditched her for some hotty.
Anyway, this got me thinking about being alone, what it meant exactly, and how it means different things to different people. Some people can be alone while being surrounded by hundreds of people at a popular night club. Others only feel alone when they are by themselves. I guess we all feel differently about being alone and feel that way based on many factors. Being lonely and feeling all alone are really the same thing and I have never felt more alone than when I was in Abu Dhabi surrounded by people.
I am a loner! I enjoy doing things by myself and I really love my on company. I have take vacations on my own and had a meal at a restaurant alone. I am not some weird hermit, I just like to be on y own sometimes. Mostly I enjoy others company and I love to be out and about. I visit with friends regularly and am, in fact, seldom home. I think most people feel most lonely when they are forced to be on their own because they do not know how to be by themselves and just be comfortable in their own skin.
When I was living in Abu Dhabi, I met such a girl. She lived in the adjacent room to me. She had her bedroom door open 24/7 so that whenever anyone walked past she could engage them in conversation. Being her neighbour, this drove me a bit mad a times as I had to pass her door on my way in or out. There were ten of us living together and she'd often stop someone for a chat, often and very inconvenient times. At other times though, it was such a godsend because I just wanted to hangout and chat and she was always keen.
One of the best and worst things about living with nine other people is living with nine other people! It's a blessing and a curse. There is almost always someone to talk to or do things with. As a result you get used to not having to entertain yourself. You become easily bored and when you do find yourself alone, you have no idea what to do with yourself. Couple this with the fact that the people you are living with are basically strangers, who know little about you, and you have a recipe for loneliness.
So it was on such a night where I found myself physically alone that I had never felt lonelier in my life. Sitting outside on the stairs, I knew exactly what it meant to be all alone.
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