Alone in my Thoughts

I think the worst thing that I allowed myself to do is to be alone with my thoughts for an entire day, not the whole 24 hours thing, but more of 10 hours. To me, being alone in my thoughts scare me to the point where I just need to escape.

For some weird reason, I have been thinking about long distance relationships and do not why because I am not in a relationship in the first place. I keep thinking about the couples out there in long distance relationships who rely on technology to communicate with each other, who have to worry about plane tickets, who have to worry about internet and phone connection, where people that are not in a long distance relationship have to deal with that. Then, I came to the conclusion that I cannot not be in a long distance relationship because I cannot work Skype, do not have a Skype account, barely answer my phone calls or text messages. If you do not know me well enough, you would not know that I am pretty useless with a phone: not answering it, misplacing it, all that jazz. My irresponsibility with indirect communication is at a all time high.

Another subject I have been thinking about is forensic anthropology. I can easily blame that on watching too many crime shows and looking up random autopsy reports of random murders that range from the murder stabbing to overdosing a victim. I have too much time on my hands.

I blame movies to be the cause of my sick mind. If you have ever watched the film Hook (1991), you should know that it is a completely innocent film about Peter Pan. However, because I have read extensively about Barbara Daly Baekeland and Antony Baekeland and how the pair had allegedly an incestuous relationship--they were mother and son respectively, I thought there was incest in the film. I am driving myself crazy.

I need to get out of the house more.