You people have misunderstood me, not the lonliness due to lack of friends or romantic interests, my supply of either is adequate to say the least.

I speak of a more existential lonliness. The lonliness of walking an intelectual road alone, having left the last signs of human habitation miles back.

The lonliness of never being unterstood, like posting a philisophical question and having it turn in to a six response essay on the value of rinkchat.