...all alone am I.
So I stuck my head in to âTeddyâs CCIâ room yesterday â Iâm not sure why, but I did. You see, when I joined the Wooden Oneâs room, it was for a very specific reason â it had nothing to do with the company, or any of that â it was to see what the CCI was all about â period.
Anyway, I got to thinking about it last night. Am I some kind of a snob? A social misfit? Or could it go even deeper â something that sets me apart from the rest of the crowd?
I am me, and you are you (ainât that profound) â we each got here by following a different path. So I got to wondering about the people who seem to need, who seem to thrive in a chat room environment vs. the lone wolfs, such as I.
Iâll bet that almost all of the people in chat rooms either have siblings, or at least come from close extended families. But I am an only child, with virtually no family members in close proximity. It seems perfectly normal to me to be by myself â hell, even most of my working life was spent in a room by myself.
I am always amazed to find that others are amazed that I have no interest in wanting to be buddies. I shouldnât tell you this, but most days I sit here in silence â I donât even have the radio on. And so what do I do all day? I do what I have always done â I entertain myself. Thatâs how the blog came into being â I think, I ponder, I make up stories to amuse myself â and so I figured why not post them somewhere â you know, for the poor souls who never learned how to entertain themselves â the guys who grew up with brothers and sisters, a slew of kids in the neighborhood their own age â and never had to.
Iâll bet you that our resident crank over on the blog, isnât an only child â thatâs why he canât figure me out. At the height of all the madness over my banishment, when the PMâs, e-mails, and phone calls were flying back and forth, the common theme was: You are hurting the group, you are being selfish. It fell on deaf ears â I have no concept of family, just as they have no concept of playing by themselves...â¦