Loneliness. Part Two, it would appear.
So continues my blast from the past. As I said before, I found it interesting that in the first part of this I used a third-person viewpoint to narrate. Then, here, I find myself using first-person. Why the change? Did I intend the first part to be a selection from a larger narrative or story I wanted to tell? Or did I decide it was absurd to put myself out of myself in order to get the emotion across? Who knows? Not I, assuredly. The question is neither here nor there, I'm afraid. That is what I did, therefore that is what I will transcribe here. No reason to edit when I'm just copying, so take it for what it is, as I am doing. By the way, I'm not certain of the time frame between the last one of these I so diligently penned. I believe it was a day or two. _____________________________ I don't have a TV. Well, I do have a TV, but it has not been delivered yet. She took the one we had (feels weird to say HAD, but there it is), which is understandable considering it is ...