official al pacino fan club

The idea of prizing sociability disturbs me. There is a profound difficulty to the idea of feeding people the words and the actions that they seek to hear and see. I’ve accustomed myself to reacting with an indifferent energy when I am obligated to converse with others. The aggression, hostility and the constant frustration isn’t caused by the people; but it is my natural reaction. There is often only one thing I want, which is solitude. The stigma it comes with often causes observers to feel sorry or confused with me. And I hate that. They often think I want to be alone, therefore I must be discontent. I’d be lying if I said I don’t feel dissatisfied every day, but my world of distance and seclusion not only assists me, but when reclined in it, I almost feel okay.