Why is it that when you really need someone, there seems to never be anyone around? When you finally become autonomous, needing no one; that's when people seem to flock to you. I want to ask them where the hell they've been, but, it's OK. I am in that process at the moment. In a half-way place of not caring, and yet wanting to care. Eventually, I will find that happy-medium place I've heard so much about...