Wow, i know its been a long time since i've written.  I'm still stuck in my ways.  I'm afraid of being alone.  I dont like being alone.  I started writing an acquaintance of mine that is in prison.  He gets out in a few months.  I know i'm crazy for what i've done, but i only met him once, and i've had interest in him ever since.  I looked him up and wrote him.  I dont know where things are going with him.  I like him a lot, but i wonder if i like him a lot is because i'm lonely and trying to replace a void.  I dont know how he sees the situation he says everything he says is true and real, but deep down he could think i'm a psycho.  Thats basically all thats on my mind other than lonliness.