Mk2 on 25/2/2014 at 17:20
Hey RopeArrow, i've enjoyed reading your post greatly, had to register for the sole purpose of saying that (i'm the lurking type, go figure). You have given me comfort in the knowledge that I am not so alone after all in my bouts of melancholic exploration and yearning for lonely places.
Some of my life's most precious memories spring from being alone and experiencing the world at my pace, through my solitary filter. It's not that I don't like people, on the contrary, i'm just very bad at being near them and not ending up becoming the evening's cynic. I best appreciate merry making crowds from distance enough as to not being in earshot of them for hearing me pointing out the shallowness of society.
I have laid in stranger's gardens, stargazing during hot summer nights, hours slipping past the roman numerals on the clocktower.
I have observed the ants busying, sitting hidden in a field of tall and drying grass, farmers working with their tractors in the distance.
I have met strolling cats, shy badgers and even a horse clop-clapping lazily down the dark and deserted asphalt avenue where I used to live.
I have watched the sun sinking, moon rising and giving way to the sun again, sitting on the same exact spot in the sand from dusk until dawn.
I have waded drainage canals and swam inside the torrentuous river during a thunderstorm, water crashing into my laughing mouth, ears and nose.
I have found an abandoned encyclopedia in a box before a closed and forlorn bookstore, opening a random page I came upon the chivalry code.
I have climbed into a villa's decrepit servant quarters where other kids claimed a witch was living, I found musky musical papers in a drawer.
I have run through tree archways all along the riverside, challenging the night's darkness, my crazed heartbeat was the only response.
I have stood wondering about other peoples lives, gazing at the warm lights coming from their hearthfires, not really wanting an answer.
I have been on top of bridges at the peak of winter, throwing whispered words at the wind and basking in the stars cold twinkle.
I have endured the pain and joy of keeping all this beauty to myself in my loneliness, and then i've met her, with sharing and togetherness a new age began in my life truly. In a way I think I have lost a lot of things by giving up solitude, yet, at the thrice damned social gatherings, i'm still the party pooper and evening's cynic *grins*
Hope my secrets are worth something to you and that i've not made too much of a fool of myself :) I think anybody can see why we are fans of Thief and natural born taffers. Alas, I feel the new Thief (2014) has lost some of its magic, might just be me though. Gaming is great escapism, you could want to try Demon's/Dark Souls, not for the hardcore experience necessarily, but for the solitude, discovery and isolation (skip the pvp - my advice).
— N.
