There is this man who is such a bore. He cannot maintain/keep a conversation. No one wants to chat with him on any IM. He even tried to elicit reactions to his “clever” status messages, not knowing that people don’t see them as clever; they reek of attention-deficit syndrome. In fairness to the man, he really tries hard in maintaining a conversation, but words always escape him. He always runs out of things to say.

He is saddened by the fact that people only talk to him when they need something from him or they need his help. Of course he is glad to be of help, but the fact remains that people only remember him in times of need. What if its his turn to need help? Would anyone come?

He did not even dare answer those questions, as the answer would only make him more depressed than ever.

How does it feel to be lonely? Just look at that man. There he is, typing away at the keyboard. There he is, staring at the IM, waiting for anyone to reply to his messages, waiting for anyone to send him a message. There he is, walking alone the road. There he is, at the mall, walking alone. There he is, staring at nothing.

There I am.