Alone in a crowd. Always. Inspite of a hundred other people around, lonely. Who’s to blame? Yours truly. Claimed to be an introvert and pushed people away. Never cared till now. And with the consequences showing up now, dissatisfied. Recriminations. Bitterness. Dejected. With self.

Is it possible to live forever with this knowledge and not do something about it? Will it ever change? Can you teach an old dog new tricks?