Sometimes I tend to feel like a blip on the radar, a passing instance in people’s lives. On random lonely days I feel like I don’t hold a place of permanent importance in the lives of some people. I do tend to be clingy at times but if only for the fact that I fear being alone. I can’t help myself, I’ve been left by ‘friends’ several times thus far. I just hope that my friends now don’t take offense or aren’t irritated by how I am. Anyway, today’s one if my lonely days and there’s a shortage of conversation so I think I’m going to resort to a good book to take my mind off things and to avoid over thinking. It must be the rain.