Empty

The meet failed. Everyone else kept talking about how they had trouble keeping the secret from their friends. But my problem is the slowly encroaching insanity of loneliness. The human genome has been twisted by natural selection. The lonely perish. Socialize or die.

Headaches

I walked down the street today. When most people say that, they mean they walked down the sidewalk. I walked down the center of the street, just for the fun of it. A cab brushes by on the left, a bus on the right. There's enough space between them. The only trouble is to keep them from seeing you. Once people see you, you're in trouble. So I can only hold it for about 5 minutes. There's a lot of people here.
Anyway, I've got to go. I've decided I need a social life, and I have contacted some of the... others. Going to meet them tonight. I hope it goes well.

Reciting poetry helps me relax:

All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
J.R.R. Tolkien