The Train doesn't stop here

So after the last post I stepped out to get lunch for everyone one in the office (I get the lunch because im the only college student working here. For a moment I was eating my words, it was quite quit out. I could only listen to the wind and my ears felt like they were asleep in a deep bass hum. Then abruptly the train went screaming by, accompanied with cop cars and road rage. The cold went under my jacket to my bones and I felt like a useless leaf.

Ah well, winter does that.

I want to know people. I have lived in Chicago for three years now and only really know my girlfriend (whom I live with). I have hung out with people, done exciting things, but made very little in the ways of knowing people. In other words, I have made no real friends. Is that my fault? Well it has to be, but not completely. Its also chances fault. Its hard to find the requirements that I have and then have me match the requirements they have. It goes to the hole thing, everyone's the same but different.

Ah well, winter does that.