Of imaginary numbers
Still bouncing around that idea in my head; that I had a sister. My biggest fear for the longest time: being alone. It is not anymore because I've realized most people are horribly alone all their lives and all die alone. So its just something to deal with, embrace even. Its like being afraid of oxygen; oxygaphobia. I just made that up. Cursory glance over at google confirms that such a phobia does not exist. Because it is unavoidable.
I've tried to have imaginary friends but that never seems to work out. Firstly, I can't imagine a plausible scenario wherein I'd have imaginary friends. It has to be plausible to be believable. Someone whom only I can see, that follows me around? Far-fetched, much? Second, even if such an entity existed, it should be motivated by something. Why should an invisible creature want to hang out with me, anyway? If I was invisible, I'd be off doing crazy antics and living off the land, not following some loser around so I can be his friend. Finally, why me of all the other people? Say an invisible creature was around and wanted a friend, why would it choose me? That makes no sense, if it could befriend anyone, I'd not be anywhere near the top of any such lists. If I was imaginary and absolutely could not live off the land and had to befriend someone, I'd befriend a really hot slutty girl; someone interesting.
Turns out that in some cases multiple-personality disorder can manifest itself as having imaginary friends in your head. And, schizophrenia. I'd prefer the former but either's acceptable. Just as long as my head's not empty.
Back to what I'm really trying to say is that perhaps I'm not so alone; I've a sister!
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