"And the soul of Jonathan was knit with the soul of David" Judges
Loneliness
is not the absence of a human companion,
but the absence of human connection
when going for a run at 4 in the morning:
the cool unconsciousness of the world
to your very existence,
unseen
unfelt
unheard
un-believed,
and a deadness to the fact that someone breathes.
Even in a crowd, amongst friends and family,
one feels these things.
