Thank you Weasel. I read that story too. I always felt the yawning sense of loss and isolation conveyed in the words. We are the loners at some point in our life. I'm working on dealing with the resentments I've cultivated over the years. Sometimes it's so hard because the anger is such a huge part of me as an adult. It's almost an addiction of it's own. But like alcohol, I can learn to put it aside. It weighs me down and keeps me from growing.
There is a book floating around called Drop the Rock. The rocks being those thibgs weighing us down. I'm working this phase of my sobriety and recovery learning how to drop the rocks.
Thank you