Thoughts on a snowy evening..

Often it is difficult to live with other people. Boy do I know that it must be impossible to live with me. But at least I have the common courtesy not to interrupt my roommate's nap - instead I just leave the room and leave him to his own privacy. I suppose it is a cultural thing - a hispanic tendency to be polite and leave people to their own peace. Because he does not seem to share the same values. Instead he just insists on sitting on the room and rustling with every thing he possibly owns... And I know that it must be difficult for him to live with a roommate with awful allergies, but frankly I try to cough as quietly as possible and just keep myself quite.. Whatever... There has never been a time where I've just wanted complete isolation from other people - namely him.