I was in a bar tonight, meeting up with an old friend from my college days.
I hadn't seen her in over 6 years.
I should have been excited, but I felt just the opposite.
There was quite a crowd that night.
And in that crowd, I realised something.
How desperately lonely & empty I was.

Who Am I?

I'm the sort of person who can feel completely alone in a crowded room.

I enjoy wide open spaces and tranquility, although they may not always be mutually exclusive.

I crave recognition, but I am completely comfortable with my anonymity.

I desperately want to find my place in this world, but worry about stepping on people's toes.

I long for happiness, but I have no idea how I get there.

I can be completely animated discussing the world in general, but completely awkward when discussing my own personal issues.

I don't always make the best first impression, so I use humour as a defence mechanism.

I carry the weight of the world on my shoulders even though I know that it's out of my hands.

This isn't a definitive description, but it's me in a nutshell.