I was reminded tonight, somewhat subtly, of how I don't bond with people. My relationships seem to be lacking depth. I remember being a bit critical of Chris McCandless when I read Into The Wild. It seems I may have more in common with him than I would have admitted, and that may be part of why I didn't take to him very well initially.
Sometimes being a loner is a strain. One may think being obligated to many would be burdensome, but I find the reverse to be quite a heavy lot at times. Like Rachel, I sometimes feel like I'm lost at sea. I think, at least for now, it's better this way, though; the pursuit of loneliness. My love for others will remain devoid of expectations, and I think I will maintain the distance I have with others throughout future encounters, also. It isn't so bad, really. There are just...moments.