I feel so alone in the universe. In my little corner.
No one else is out there.
I will never find someone to connect to.
Hello?
Can anyone hear me?
I am Cone Alone.
Blind spot
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Category Archives: Group Isolation
Pulling my weight
Thanks so much for the help you lazy-ass cone. No, really. I’ll just pull this post by myself. Don’t worry about me at all.
My life is such a drag.
I am Cone Alone.
Me, myself and Isolation
No privacy.
Never any privacy.
I found a tree. I found a safe spot. Then these jokers appeared.
But I can’t tell them. I can’t tell them to leave. And, really I don’t want them to.
I am secretly needy. I am secretly clingy. I am aloof, but afraid to be isolated.
I am Cone Alone.
Teeter-Totter Tiff
It takes two to tango.
It also takes two to see-saw.
I am Cone Alone.
Our relationship has ups and downs.
Remaining. Alone.
Cone Alone is a site dedicated to chronicling the lonely existence of traffic cones in the US and abroad.
Cone Alone allows actual traffic cones to describe their thoughts, feelings, anxieties and fears in their own words with no editing from the photographer.
Tomorrow, in honor of Valentine’s Day, Cone Alone will diverge slightly from its norm.
Previously, readers saw solitary cones living solitary lives. Starting tomorrow, readers will still experience the same isolation, but in group settings.
Even in the midst of a crowd, cones still experience a tremendous sense of loneliness and solitude.
As the blog expands to show you cones in groups remember, even though cones are not always by themselves, they are always…alone.
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