In my world

In my little world where nobody shares my intimate thoughts, I am living alone. I sleep alone at nights. There used to be, in those days that I can't remember what they were like, my wife Heesun in the bed with me. Now, I don't sleep in the large bed we used to sleep in together. It is a cheap and small bed now. It is so small that I sometimes almost fall from it. The quality of a human life can be measured by the simple fact that whether you sleep alone or not. It is not about making physical contact at all. It is whether there is someone in your bed, someone in your life with whom you can share small things in your life. Live alone too long, then you feel either like a mere shadow of what you used to be or like a lonely animal. You know, you realize that you are alone and lonely. You realize that you will get more and more distant and alienated from the normal mundane world. You know that you cannot go back to the normal life and the normal person you used to be before horrible things happend to you. You are alone.