Humor

You know how a joke based on your life is just not funny anymore?
Yeah....

Searching for places to go, things to do, for every single holiday and special event, fine. I can live with that. I am pretty good at this now, after five years of beating boredom. Nomad life is not so bad, and they do say the most blessed will live in tents.

But things are just not funny anymore, life.

My parents are moving out of our old apartment that I have lived for ten years before going to college. They are moving to a bigger and better apartment, yes, but one that has no space allocated solely for myself if I choose to move back in after my long struggle called life. I guess I should be happy for them, because they have been dreaming of home ownership for quite some time now.

But I just cannot get out of my mind the thought that I am thoroughly, absolutely, undeniably, alone.