Far From the Madding Crowd

I like to be far from the madding crowd, I like to be lonely. It is the time when you reflect and appreciate those things that used to be around you. You tell yourself that you will be a better person when you walk out this dark tunnel alone.

Lonely is when you finished one tub of Green tea Haggen Daz ice-cream on your own on a Saturday night in front of the tv which happened to be showing slugs making love.

Lonely is when you attend a gathering where everybody else was chatting and laughing away and there you are, paying the utmost attention to the ham and cheese crepe that was sitting in your plate.

Lonely is when you are sitting along the street on a chilly night watching people taking pictures by the fountains.

Lonely is when your mobile phone primary function is an MP3 and the contact list is classified under the companies in which people worked for.

Lonely is when the person behind the 7/11 counter tells you without you asking that your favourite ham sandwich is sold out the minute you walk into the store.

Lonely is when you can can paint, remove and reprint your toe nails 3 times in a night.

Lonely is when you look at online MSN list and realise that what is the point of MSN.

Lonely is when you want to tour Europe and you have to do it alone.

Lonely is when you have a dream and you can't recall even after spending 24 hours of trying.












Lonely is when you think.