Thank you mtnmagic, it was very nice of you, and yes we can walk this lonely road together. So here I am up late at night again sitting around wishing I had someone to talk to, someone who will just listen to me and hold me when I cry. If I only had someone's hand to hold. And it may sound pathetic but I find myself imagining I have a hand to hold onto and it feels nice. I'm tired of being alone and it's sad because even when I was married I still felt alone. I don't know if I will ever find someone that's crazy enough to stay up all night pondering the meaning of life with me. Life is such a beautiful thing and yet so painful at the same time. I keep telling myself things will get better for me but I've been saying that for a long time, can this happen before I'm 80 please? Anyways this is what happens when I stay up too late without anyone to talk to folks. Love you all, Namaste
