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Trying to finish Cyprus trip. Four new videos uploaded into previous posts.

After trotting around Southeast Asia over the summer, I'm now back in the UK - Cambridge to be exact. Am trying my best to update as frequently as my clinical course will allow.

Entries on Italy and France two winters ago have been put on hold indefinitely. Read: possibly never. But we shall see.

Entries on Greece and Turkey last winter have also been put on hold for the time being.

Posted:
Don Det (Laos), Don Khone

Places yet to blog about:
Ban Nakasang, Champasak, Pakse, Tha Kaek, Vientienne, Vang Vien, Ban Phoudindaeng, Luang Prabang, Khon Kaen (Thailand), Bangkok, Kuala Lumpur (Malaysia), London (England), Cambridge

Tuesday, 21 October 2008

Ephemeral steam

Thank you very much. I'm fine but I feel lonely.

What constitute loneliness? Is it having a bowl of cereal at 2:00 am whilst my friends (who also happen to be my housemates) are fast asleep upstairs? Or this feeling of dread towards my cold bed? Maybe it's not having a family to turn to? Or just anyone else for that matter?

I try to shout for help but the alter ego within me stifles my cry and tells me to deal with it like the strong man he is.

Half an hour later and I'm standing under a scalding hot shower. Mesmerized by the rivulets of water running down my torso, I drift away with the ephemeral steam.

Is Man inherently lonely? The fact that we're social animals must surely open up the possibility of us being lonely. My guess is, more often than not, if not always.

I very much doubt that loneliness is dependent on the number of social connections one has. I think it all boils down to how well another person knows us. But is it possible to know or understand another person completely? A single entity of firing neurones and fiery passions in its entirety?

I don't think it's at all possible; not with a long-standing partner, or even family. But if this is indeed the case, then aren't we all a sorry bunch of lonely bastards?

Cephas tells me that my loneliness stems from thinking too much - which is little consolation - and my acute perception of this loneliness which most people apparently do not notice. But my reassurance comes from the subtle suggestion that he might have reached the very same realization himself.

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