I was walking into my apartment a couple of weeks ago when my neighbor was heading into his. He stopped on his way up the stairs, his dimunitive size emphasized by the fact that even on 3 stairs up he was still at my eye level. “Is it just you? Only one?” He said in broken english.
“Yes, it’s just me.” I replied and for some reasonÂ feeling exposed as ifÂ living alone was on par with having my fly open in a public place.
“Me too” he said, “Just one” and then he held up a tiny brown finger. He smiled at our shared commonality. We are worlds apart, but in that single phrase we are exactly the same. “Just One”
His face is old and tired looking. His clothes are drab and most likely purchased from a garage sale or Goodwill.Â As he trudged up the stairs I was slapped in the face by a sudden realization – that could be me in 20 years.Â I could be a single old man with other people coming by to visit to smoke cigarettes and trample around all hours of the night keeping the single young man that lives below me from sleeping at night.Â
An image burnsÂ in my head, an image forged from the fires of too much television and a vivid imagination. Me. Alone. Sitting in my white striped boxers on a tweed couch eating a frozen dinner and watching daytime soaps. The apartment is spartan with few furnishings and a large ashtray filled with cigarette butts. Time ticking away slowly as I watch the clock and wait for my next program to start. The numbers are worn off on the remote, but no worries, I have it memorized as it has become my best and most reliable companion. Bitterness has crept in over the years and in it’s cruelty has stripped me of everything that I ever held dear. Now I sit hoping for the Lord’s return or my eminent demise so I can be rid of this tired burden called Life.
Do you know, what I mean, when I say, I don’t want to be alone…
Do you know what I mean when I say, “I don’t want to be alone”?
What I mean when I say, “I don’t want to be alone”
What I mean when I say, “I don’t want to be alone”…
*Oh, and by the way, this postis just a creative exercise… don’t take it too seriously. I have no doubt thatÂ I will find someone and if I don’t then I can just order a bride from China.Â Also I don’t smoke and don’t plan on starting.