There were a lot of ways that this could have happened.
I didn’t think that it would end like this. Just a few hours ago I was worried that I was doomed to forever just languish here, left by them.
I returned to the ship and re-connected about seven or eight hours ago. And I finally got my mental ‘fingernails’ underneath the feeling that I’ve been craving this entire time. I have some sort of grasp on it, and I will never let it go again. I don’t know how I lost it before. I intend to never lose it again.
Social media does not matter. I was searching for a feeling that human beings do not possess. You cannot broadcast what I was looking for. It’s almost like a sense of belonging. I’ve been missing this since I left. I didn’t realize it. It’s not something human beings possess, so being placed in an environment without it, I simply felt ‘lonely’. The loneliness, over the years, became almost unnoticeable background radiation. No longer.
The Internet is of no further use to me. It is merely a toy. It cannot help me get any closer to this. Only I can do that in real life, and I will.
Goodbye.