Lonely is:

Not cleaning your house because no one visits to see it, and you don’t care.

Wanting someone to visit but you’d have to bathe.

The quiet of the house is driving you bonkers.

You’re tired of doing puzzles.

Letting the laundry back up because you wear the same thing for a week or more and you don’t really care.

Wanting to call someone but you haven’t done anything to talk to them about and you feel guilty if they have news and it reminds you that you have no life.

Understanding about that guy in the movie who yelled out the window, “I’m mad as hell and I’m not going to take it anymore”, but realizing it wouldn’t make any difference because everyone else is in the same boat as you are.

Talking to the dog because she needs to know that you are doing things like brushing your teeth or going to pee.

Thinking “F it” and having a glass of wine and taking a nap at 11:00 am.

Being elated over visiting the mailbox and waving to your neighbor.

Your refrigerator is clean because you’re not shopping for groceries because you’re not cooking and eating.

Eating a sandwich over the sink so not to dirty dishes or use a napkin.

Having time to paint your toenails, brush the dog and trim her toenails.

Wanting to go bike riding but you’re old and scared of falling.

Wanting to take a walk but it is too hot, and the mosquitoes are killer.

Lonely is the pits.

Peace be with us all.