I finally broke down today and bought a new game for myself. After finding out last night that my money-saving efforts were pointless and stupid, I decided to just play it by ear. As long as I still have a roof over my head, does anything really matter?
I also decided I needed more social activities in my life; not that I’m being very social by skipping the after-work event my coworkers had planned, but I almost feel more refreshed by taking a solitary walk around the city to wind down. I really enjoy the serenity of strolling down the city block, sucking in cool, brisk air with every breath. With a cigarette in my hand.
I just got really hungry all of a sudden.
My point is, there’s always so much going on in the city at any given moment. Book groups, yoga classes (great for meeting women), AA meetings (also great for meeting women), all of which provide ample opportunities for social interaction. With my friends leaving in a few months, I need to fill the void they leave behind. Not to sound cold-hearted or anything, but I actually prefer to cycle through friends every now and then; that way I never feel too attached to any one person.
And therein lies my problem.
Perhaps it’s just a defense mechanism. I keep a well-maintained wall around myself (complete with cannons and whatnot), and, not unlike the City Wok guy from South Park, I’m just trying to keep the metaphorical “Mongorians” at bay. Sometimes it’s just easier to stop caring about people.
Am I wrong?