Some days I get really lonely. Not just lonely like I long for personal companionship, but a different, deeper kind of lonliness. I feel isolated from the intellectual community, because of my inability to communicate clearly the ridiculous ideas that are bouncing around inside of my head. I feel isolated from friends who see things differently than I do.
The thing is, though, it’s good to feel lonely. It’s good to desire companionship and intimacy. It means that I’m happy to be alive. It feels so good to be able to say that now. I welcome these lonely days of isolation because they mean that I know I will be happier soon.