After a few days of thorough thinking (and some sulking), I’ve realized that I must learn to accept solitude as an indelible part of my life. I used to believe it was a teenage-related anomaly, and then a Tsukuba-related anomaly, but no. Circumstances have changed in every possible way, and it’s still here with me, following me like a stubborn stray dog. The truth is, I am a loner. I am Tsukuba, and all it encompasses.
Now that I know it, or now that I’m ready to come to terms with it, I ought to understand that my free time is not a waiting room. There is no use in hoping for a door to open and for someone to finally call my name. It should be a good thing, though, as awful as it sounds. It was so clear to me when I was a teenager, and there was so much I got done back then.
So let’s get stuff done. Nobody’s going to interrupt.