All the people who live and who have lived... I love reading biographies and seeing the stories of people's lives presented. It all seem to artistic. Yet, there are people I pass everyday who I do not recognize or realize. Why do I always feel as though I am alone without hopes of ever finding people with whom I can really associate? With all the people out there, I should be able to find somebody. But I doubt if I ever will, and if I end up living alone in some small apartment, I will probably pass the time reading biographies. What folly! But what am I to do without compromising myself?