There i go again..

I know not where I read, that writers are often individuals who have nothing in common with the world around them. I'd always associated it with my belief that when you begin writing, perception of the world becomes so different that you are left alone stranded with none to share it with. Only now it dawned upon me that it's very much a reversible process, when you are forsaken by the very world you believed your own, writing becomes a vent.
I'm marooned.