Why…

What is it that makes a per­son need another per­son? Why do I feel so empty when I'm alone…

I spent the major­ity of the evening last night work­ing on the other site and, although I was get­ting a lot done, for the first time, I felt noth­ing. This machine (or one of its con­tem­po­raries) has always been avail­able for me when­ever I need it, some­thing *no* per­son can do. I would spend hours and feel fufilled.

But I felt noth­ing. It's just a box, and it does some­thing no per­son can do because it is *not* a person.

Why do I feel this way… Why do I hate myself so much…

WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME????