loneliness is lack of hope

we can't live on our own, that's for damn sure. okay, we could be hermits, all right, but what kind of life would that be? alone in the woods, like thoreau described... we'd bore the crap out of us. we need others around us. we need them to give us what we need. love. friendship. passions. strenght. support. everything.

everything but one thing. one little thing that makes all the difference. hope. no one can give us hope. no one can pass us hope, can make us feel hope. it must be found within ourselves. and when it isn't, then everything else simply doesn't matter. doesn't matter at all.