Socializing

Sometimes I have the desire to go out. I'd like to say need but the bottom line is that it is only a desire. Unfortunately, when I give into this desire I find myself unhappy or, rather, uncomfortable and regret stepping out, unless I've had much to drink which is not often. Then again, when one is drunk, lights are brighter, strangers are your best friends and somewhere within that liquid illusion? Delusion?, one feels like he or she is really living but that is all a farce, isn't it? In the light of day, one can see the pock marks on the porcelain skin of the night before unless one drinks so much that the brain harbors part of the illusion while the body is playing sober for a few hours.

In any case, I wonder what it is that people see in "going out". Usually "going out" has to do with drinking, no? Perhaps that's just in my life, I don't know. Unwinding maybe? Getting away from "real life" for an hour or two? Socializing with other souls to diminish the doldrums of family or daily life and/or the sadness of subconscious loneliness?

Ah but humans are social creatures, that is what has been taught, that is the history, humans live in clusters whether it is the familial unit or a community ... or tribe. Humans seek one another out perhaps to take the edge off, to forget, the knowledge that existence is minuscule or meaningless in the face of much grander things such as the mega-verse or even, to a much smaller degree, the vast oceans that surround the lands where humans dwell.