don’t even know. Raining outside, I’m indoors most of today anyway. Nothing to think about, nothing to talk about, no one I want to talk to. I work with nice, decent, and responsible people but I just do not connect with anybody here. At the same time I feel safest at work compared to any other place I inhabit.That’s why the recent round of alarms and sirens and flashing lights was so jarring to me. It made me feel like a vulnerable child.
I’ve been looking into walking clubs or meetups. There are plenty but virtually all of them occur on weekends. Something called City Girls Who Walk seems to have a less weekend-centric schedule but I am not a City Girl. So I walk alone. Hah, that was not intended to sound bathetic. I WALK ALONE. Ultimately every single one of us walks alone.
I could start my own but I doubt anyone would join.
Oh, hey, I just found a gender-neutral one that meets on Wednesdays. I signed up. It’s in BK, I’d rather it be Astoria connected, but it’s all good. It’s not as if living in Astoria is a bondable tenet. I’m also going to an event on Tuesday but I forgot what it’s about. Meeting people is not easy, especially for a poorie like me. Boo hoo,
I’m going to the Oculus in a little bit. This job is completely dead today. Almost nothing happening.