posting from dallas, texas!
my travel reading book: the feast of love by charles baxter.
chapter 7:
"...what's agitating about solitude is the inner voice telling you that you should be mated to somebody, that solitude is a mistake. the inner voice doesn't care about who you find. it just keeps pestering you, tormenting you... you look up from reading the newspaper and realize that no one loves you, and no one burns for you. the workings of nature are mysterious, but they do account for a certain amount of despair among single persons, the irrelevance you sometimes feel..."
hi dee ho!
