Running in Circles

I'm doing it again.

Running away, that is. I just... don't feel like dealing with anything right now. It's easier this way -- it always has been. I want to dig up a hole and crawl in it, deep enough where the sun doesn't shine. Deep enough so I can't hear the footsteps of people walking above me. Deep enough that I can pretend I'm in another world.

I'm not really sure what's wrong with me right now. I'm sat here in a corner with my foot up the couch. It would have been perfect except for the frown on my face. Despite the fact that the room is full of people, I feel so... alone. I'm not lonely, well maybe just a bit, but it's different from being alone. It's my fault, though. My introvert side is acting up again. But as much as I wanted to be left alone right now, I want some company. Someone who would stay with me but at the same time, let me be. Someone who doesn't need to talk to me because they'd already understand without me saying a word.

But maybe I just need my best friend to hit me in the head with a paper fan and ask me what the fuck am I doing.