I spend the day alone. I talk to some familiar faces from high school or my apartment building, but for the most part, I'm alone. I spend so much of my time walking. Walking to my classes, walking to school, walking to the office, walking to the library, walking to my room, walking up the stairs, walking down the stairs, walking walking walking. Walking is a lonely activity. I walk by thousands of people a day that I know nothing about. Some days I miss the hum of the drama being spread around the commons at Timpview High School. I remember the day my junior year that I thought it would be interesting to eat lunch alone and I failed after a few minutes because someone joined me. Nowadays, I eat alone quite often. I've been involved with too many conversations of silence these days.
I'm just a lonely person in a lonely place.