Oh, this blogging thing.

I really only HAVE a blog for following other peoples blogs and occasionally making lists.
I got to thinking, why is that?
Why am I as disconnected from the Blog world as I am from the real one?
Why don't I ever reach out? It isn't like I even comment on peoples blogs that often. I follow them religiously - I feel like they are my friends, people you catch up with over coffee - except they aren't and they don't know I exist.
Which pretty much sums up my "real" life.
I am 21 years old and I live in a rural Australian town - not the kind of rural that people from other countries imagine, I'm not in the outback, after all. But rural all the same - a mining town isolated from other towns and cities, and it is pretty much my universe.
My parents separated nearly two years ago, and they both live separately far from here. I have a wonderful fiancee who is as much of a hermit as I am, and I have 3 half siblings scattered around (my dads children from a previous marriage) and a sister at the other end of the country.
I have no friends.
I guess I don't "try" to MAKE friends, but how does one do that, anyway? I've always been an outsider, and I don't know anyone in this town. David (the wonderful fiancee) grew up here, I lived here for a couple of years 15 years ago, just long enough to make a connection with a friend who eventually introduced me to David online. That friend isnt a friend any more (as so many childhood friendships seem to go) but David stuck. David is a few years older than me and none of his friends live here any more, moved onto better (or just different) things - so here we are, Emma and David, living in a town where the only people either of us know are Davids parents, and his sister (who is, actually, quite awesome) and I guess we are just trying to get by and figure out this whole "life" thing.

The loneliness is as sharp as a knife.