Light (Where am I now, pt 2)

First order of business. My friend woke me up at midnight after reading my last post. He thought that I was crying for help. Rereading it now, I could understand how he came to the conclusion. But it was not the intention, so I wish to clarify that. Are you...?No. I am not thinking about ending my life. But yes, I do think about death, always. More about it later. Kafka?He is to me who Ryan Gosling to you, "literally me". He is not the only one. I sympathized with souls struggling to feel loved and belonged and understood in their living time in this world, because that's how I feel. My life (thankfully) has not become Kafkaesque. But in the dark moments, like while I wrote the last post, he came to my mind. What exactly were you trying to say?I want you to tell me that I am loved, and you love me. Not romantically, but human to human. I was having a hard time, and needed that reminder. The rest was just me messing around, because I feel embarrassed. Now I feel better, thanks. Where…