But I'm not the only one

Damn, Jim, you're awfully negative tonight!(is it still considered crazy to talkto yourself?)

Yeah, well quiet time does that to me. But it also makes me see things clearer. Vividly.

The cool half yellow glow of the street lamp is my company tonight. It makes the parked cars an the ice covered trees cast errie shadows across the ground.

Powerful silouhettes. Dead but living. I envy the trees. they have no emotions. They die in the fall and are reborn in the spring.

I envy the cars. Lifeless pieces of metal and plastic. Silent while their owners sleep. Roaring to life when the ignition turns.

I need to be reborn. I need to be alive.

But I'm not the only one. Someone else does too. Someone else needs to be alive, to be reborn in the spring. To have the ignition turned.

You. You do.

I'm alone every night, but not entirely. You're alone too. You're reading this.

So, I guess we're NOT alone....we're together.