Its strange, when your used to holding the world at your fingure tips and then suddenly all of that dissapears.

Transformations from a world wide communicater, to praying someone will just...say hello.

my grandmother told me once that computers and internet were a curse, becuase my generation didn't know how to be alone.

She might be right.

I've found more so recently, now that school has actually started again from spring break I feel more alone than I did sitting in

my room durring the week vaccation. I don't understand how that works really...but when I look around at the faces I see, I

still feel like a dirfter in the sea, or a wanderer in the sahera. It may be stress releated from school, who knows. Maybe its me

just feeling sorry for myself having to sneek online just to rant emotions I probably should even be revieling to a community of

words, but you know it helps me. The black lines that create words on a screen provide a comfort, if only for a moment. A

small pool, an oasis, a raft.

It would probably help if I had some kind of work, something to distract my mind from the passing of time and the silance of

those im so used to hearing...reading about. Few of them whom I know in person,friends from school, life, even they have

been quieted by the facts of life. Everyone. Busy.Tired.Away.All of them doing something important, or for a reason they have

weither they actually wish to be there or not. Just the same, I sit there unable to find that work unable to find that one break.

Most of the time I blame the economy and thats true in part, most times I go searching for that rare job opening all I recive is

the same responce "I'm sorry, we need the workers, but we can't afford even temps" and so I move on. Alone it seems

despite the many people in the world sharing my same probloms, my troubles are universal now and yet I drift.