Crave For Company

There was a time when being on my own was something I revelled in. It gave me time to think and set my imagination free. Now as I’ve grown older and my imagination has stalled, I crave for company, but there is no one there. My mind gets bored with the simple things and the boredom makes me tired. All I do now is want to sleep. I feel at times I’m more dead than alive and crave even a telephone call, even if it is someone trying to sell me something that I do not really want. I sit for hours with a single light bulb just for company. The friends I used to know are gone to I know not where. Where my cup was once overflowing, it now seems empty with despair. I crave for company and the flow of conversation, but all I have are the shadows on the wall to keep me company and they don’t reply to anything I say. 15 August 2011