Clubs

Oh my…

I hate clubs… like people of the same gender, color or way of thinking gathering together and talking how miserable they are… nope, not for me. No association, no party, not a fan of some brand… to be honest, do I even know what brands are now fancy… I am learning, but is it important, nope…

You will not find me at the concert either.

Crowd, smells, sounds not clear… and all those you must you must not you should, you got to, you…

Too many people, means no me.

I also do not have a coven. I am a lonely witch. I do not feel okay with people holding my hands or at all touching me… and I can easily play with myself. Truly. All the way around, trust me, it is possible.

Yes, I need a doctor, a guy who will fix my lights, pipes etc. I need educated people to help me being alone. Yup, truly. But those like a dentist, you do not have to see everyday. Luckily… it would be a nightmare.

I, to be honest, do not often change my mind, I will listen to you, but… if you are evilly bonkers, I wanna walk away. Because the time is important for me. It is something I do not wanna waist on humans. And yes, sometimes there is a being, a human, which makes me doubt in my theory… but it happens so rarely, that… well, those avatars just happen to proof, that the rest is…

Not for me.

Soooo… why for humanity it is so hard do believe that I do not belong to other group of people? Why they are so easy to judge? Why? Why I have to get your love for pubs and restaurants, when you can not get me in the middle of the woods peeing… truly… Why? Especially nowadays…

Why you need others?

To show off?

Do you really listen to them, meet them, know them, or you just prefer crowding?

Am I unique? Nope, not at all. I know people like me… we talk sometimes, but what we know the most is… we can be together and be silent. We can only use social media or letters. Nothing more.

No touching…

Are we the reminiscence of the ancient hermits?

Maybe…

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