Invisible line in invisible realities

Im watching the rain fall from my hotel room, i've been alone for so long. Not physically, if we are talking physically i've never been alone, i share this room in fact. I mean alone in the sense that no one is seeing exactly eye to eye with me, i am alone intellectually. Here i have to say what i am thinking for the room to know, with you a glance is almost enough and when i do have to say what i am thinking i feel no pressure to articulate my worlds right. Invisible line in invisible realities sway my words though, i cant like you to much. But havent i already crossed the line, and havent you?