I miss people

It's boring not having a job, not having money, and living at home.

My parents are great; they've been kind and haven't questioned why I don't have a job. They know I've looked and looked and looked and looked and...

When my Aunt Karen was visiting, I was elated. She and I have recently discovered that we get along really, really well (I blame this late realization on that we don't see each other often), that kind of instant understanding that happens with a spark in the eye and two minutes of simply being in each other's company.

I've seen a couple friends scattered across this three-month span of nothing, and each time I fell into a gushing of whatever chaff was in my soul. I think consistent contact with friends lets the daily routine stuff blow away and then one can connect to true matters, and I think that I haven't been able to get past that daily chaff in months. I'm lonely.