But, who really wants to belong to a lonely hearts club? Who wants to be lonely? Belonging to a club of lonely people would be worse than being lonely by myself. For those of you who have never been lonely, it is accompanied by a deep ache and longing. There is a void that is not being filled. Call it solitude if you like, but it's not the same. Solitude is a contented aloneness.
So goes life, day after day, week after week. To me it doesn't make a bit of sense. But as Walter Cronkite used to say, "that's the way it is."