no. 3: a brief interlude

It's Christmas Eve. Yes, I started this on December 24th. While many others are headed home for the holidays I have elected to begin my blog on this fine morning as I sit here, alone, in my chilly abode. I'm not looking for pity, I am simply describing reality. Most of the people that I know, or at least, those that I can consider my friends--which number approximately 6--are at work right now, doing god knows what. Meanwhile, I am at home, drinking coffee and telling my story. If I wanted some human contact right now, that would be difficult, since as I mentioned, everyone I know is at work. It's not a matter of waiting for them to get home either, because I have to go to work at 7pm tonight. I will work until 7am on Christmas day, come home, go to bed, and then go back at 7pm. This is a somewhat roundabout way of explaining why, rather than spending time with loved ones, I am internetting with strangers. Unfortunately, this is not all that uncommon an occurrence, for me, or others in my position.