Shawn (Ricky's friend) and me are talking on AIM. Talking about how alone we feel. It's true. I do. It just sets in sometimes y'know. I laugh too hard and it echoes or something and I'm suddenly surrounded in this sorta ... mist. Everybody's dead except for me. No sounds coming in from outside. I never really hear any sounds in the hall or other apartments. Sometimes the people upstairs would drop something in the kitchen. I figure its the kitchen because their kitchen's probably directly above mine. And the floor below would be the same.

I would hear them drop something on the cold floor. And sometimes I hear people through the vents while I'm in the kicthen. That's about it though. I've seen 3 people in total on this floor and I've been here since when? .... January? Oh and I saw a woman moving out once. Some reason a key in an envelope with her apartment number ended up here. I dunno if Richie brought it here or not. I had it for like 2 weeks. Whenever I'd walk to her door I'd notice the pile of newspapers. It was like that for a good long while. I was heading over to Kinko's one day ... when I saw them moving stuff from the apartment. She said she was looking all over for it.

Ok ... I went way off topic there. All that to say that I've barely even seen anybody who lives on this floor. I mean ... sometimes you hear the keys ringing like a wind chime when someone locks up before heading out or opens their door. That's about it though.

I haven't been to the city in a while. In a way that's gotten to me too. Its sorta like being a rechargable battery. No contact with humans I actually really want to be around (or sometimes just anyone) .... for a long time and I start feeling run down. Husani's pretty much the only person I get to be around who's my age. I think if I didn't have him to be around I'd be much worse.