Consider the elephant. Specifically, consider the elephant off to the left of this post. His name is Ronald (I'm not sure why).
Ronald is a solitary elephant. He has few friends and below average tusks, so he has never been able to find a mate. Does this bother him? Sure. It would bother any elephant. But it bothers Ronald in much the same way it would bother you to have a pebble in your shoe. It's an annoyance. Sometimes a painful annoyance, but just an annoyance all the same. Why? Because he's got his trampoline. You can tell by watching Ronald how much enjoyment he gets out of that thing.
So it occurs to me (better late than never) that having a trampoline is a cracker-jack way to deal with loneliness. If you can find that one (or more-you can never have too many trampolines!) cause or activity that brings you true joy and at least a measure of contentment, pour your whole self into it. And who knows? Maybe it will lead you to someone with whom you can jump.
I have a couple of trampolines. I love to write (as this wordy post should indicate), and I hope to make it my profession some day. I also play the tuba, and plan to continue doing so until my lungs collapse.
Please share some of your trampolines (in case I haven't made it clear, 'trampolines' means 'hobbies'). Maybe they will inspire somebody who needs one to give it a try.
Ronald is a solitary elephant. He has few friends and below average tusks, so he has never been able to find a mate. Does this bother him? Sure. It would bother any elephant. But it bothers Ronald in much the same way it would bother you to have a pebble in your shoe. It's an annoyance. Sometimes a painful annoyance, but just an annoyance all the same. Why? Because he's got his trampoline. You can tell by watching Ronald how much enjoyment he gets out of that thing.
So it occurs to me (better late than never) that having a trampoline is a cracker-jack way to deal with loneliness. If you can find that one (or more-you can never have too many trampolines!) cause or activity that brings you true joy and at least a measure of contentment, pour your whole self into it. And who knows? Maybe it will lead you to someone with whom you can jump.
I have a couple of trampolines. I love to write (as this wordy post should indicate), and I hope to make it my profession some day. I also play the tuba, and plan to continue doing so until my lungs collapse.
Please share some of your trampolines (in case I haven't made it clear, 'trampolines' means 'hobbies'). Maybe they will inspire somebody who needs one to give it a try.