It's in our future, but we're not sure we can handle it. We don't exist unless there's someone there to laugh at our jokes. People say get a pet, they're good company. But pets don't laugh at jokes. They just stare at you because the only thing a pet really finds funny, and worth laughing about, is your death. And you're not around to see it.
My brother always says how jealous he is of me for living alone. I always laugh when he does. But I hear you, and understand completely how daunting The Great Sollitude might look. I only manage it with a supernatural amount of that old fixer: denial.
Hyenas laugh.
Posted by: Martijn | February 23, 2012 at 04:27 PM
I'm never alone as long as I've got my demons and my fears and my bad memories. But they don't laugh about my jokes either.
Bother.
Posted by: Jan Martin Löhndorf | February 23, 2012 at 04:46 PM
Martijn, good point about the hyenas. Parrots, too, if you raise 'em right.
I tend to have Law & Order on a LOT when I'm alone. I don't know why, but I find it very comforting.
Posted by: gillian | February 23, 2012 at 07:01 PM
Marriage is a wonderful thing.But not for your whole damn life.Geez Mike,I mean UF,move on.
Posted by: rick piel | February 29, 2012 at 07:47 PM
Love this post, Mike. Last three sentence are surprising and sublime!
Posted by: Bryon | March 01, 2012 at 08:10 AM