new years eve, i found myself on another planet. it was a world made up of bold contrasting colours: red, white, black and silver. there was a strange noise in the air, a rapid incessant beat from a headphoned creature in the corner. the place was populated by children of the night: guys on stimulants and chain smoking, in muscle shirts and singlets, with shaved heads and tattoos, trying to pass themselves off as skinheads; girls in airy ball dresses of silky pastel colours; skinny dudes with tight pants, massive belt buckles, big hair and mascara; girls who look like robo-vixens from space stations. they were all beautiful and glittering, but with hollow gazes. they were all mad. or lonely.
explained to nick my take on these people: i was once in a pub with thomo and taisia. i think it was the elephant and wheelbarrow on bourke and exhibition. i had no voice that night, thanks to a virus. we were on the edge of the dance floor, listening to a rock band. i was watching these thirty-something year old men on the fringe of the crowd, checking out these fat filthy drunk chicks on the dance floor. i was apalled, and felt relieved that i wasn't as desperate as them. but then, empathy kicked in (as it always does with me). i have a good family and good friends. i've had a good education, and i have never been deprived of anything. my social and psychological makeup is relatively sound. who knows what rough hands life has dealt these people? i cannot judge them. and loneliness, what a powerful emotion it is!
just before new years someone told me they were attracted to me. what a strange feeling. what do i do now?
4 comments:
So, you are lucky indeed.
Loneliness it hurts.
You should be thankful you are not.
at least get a hand job out of it.
What is there to lose? Why not give things a shot? Obviously she is willing to take the risk.
Tell him he´s cute (and his 2 mates)!! lol
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