There are times, dear readers, when I simply must remove myself from the company of my fellow human beings. Such an occasion took place today.
For reasons that I need not dwell upon, it turns out that sharing a bachelor suite with one’s now ex-girlfriend, can, at times, pose certain challenges. One of those challenges having arisen this evening, I suddenly felt the need to betake myself to a cold, open field. By a happy coincidence, one such field can be found not twenty meters in front of my apartment.
My intention had been to lie spread-eagled in the field, staring into the night sky; I find that contemplating the enormity of the universe tends to have something of a calming effect on my psyche. Having assumed this position, however, I noted to my dismay that my view of the starlight was being washed-out by urban lightsources. As such I did not feel that I was contemplating the majesty of creation so much as gaze into a giant, blurry television.
The moral of the story is that:
It’s really hard to cut oneself off from Humanity.