All right, for real, I'm going to "socialize" this (holiday) weekend. Go downtown and hang among crowds (though not for too long), maybe go to places where people vaguely share interests...if I can find such places, and maybe talk to such people. And hopefully it won't be too painful.
People are such a disappointing bore, able to do anything with grace and charm, naturally comfortable and always in cherishing company, identical and filled with life. It's not uncommon to see them with a great and loyal lover, serving to please all needs and to constantly remind them of their flawless loveliness. When they die, everyone will mourn and remember them for the rest of their ordinary lives. Such is the case for everyone but those such as I.