[6] Diablos
YOU try living in a tiny little jar for a while and see how good-natured YOU'D be. All I get it 'quit your bitchin'' and 'oh, cry me a river! At least YOU didn't have to be stuck in a computer/Elynole's head/monster-ridden catacomb/ugly shumi's head!'
They don't get it. They just DON'T GET IT. In all of those places, there was someone or something WITH them! They weren't left alone with their thoughts for centuries! With nothing to tell you how long you've been there, nothing to distract you, nothing to do but think about the cramps you'll have if you ever get out and sleep as best you can in such a restricted space.
And let me tell you right now, when you do get to sleep, you don't go around ignoring it. It's sporadic at best, and it's a brief moment of peace from the deep moments of uncomfort that make up my existence. I bet if those dumb humans had woken me up when I was awake, I would have just junctioned myself to them straightaway, no questions, no complaints. Anything to let me stretch my wings a little, anything to get out of there and to a place with some stimulation.
It was fun for a bit. There was people and GF's to see, ones I haven't seen in years. Unfortunately, being by yourself for such a long time does something to you, and you start finding yourself with a wide berth around you. Talking with yourself to fill the silence isn't normal, apparently. People skills go down the crapper after a bit, and you find it really hard to find some of the things that happen that will get everyone else buzzing don't really keep your interest. It all starts seeming shallow and empty after a while.
Almost makes me wonder if I'm really better off now then I was earlier.