The Nature of Singledom
I love my life.
I love my daughter.
I love my job.
I love my beautiful friends.
I love my family.
And I feel so lonely. Bereft. Alone.
How bitter was I feeling yesterday? Sorry for any offense anyone took. I considered deleting the entry, but hey, we all have off days. I'm not going to deny that I do by editing it.

I hear you. Sometimes I feel like a vampire, without all the bloodsucking and homoerotic undertones. I can be in a crowd of people and still feel utterly alone and lonely.
Sigh, I should go read an Anne Rice novel or something and paint my nails black.