When I think of loneliness, I think of that song "Eleanor Rigby". I grew up listening to the Beatles and as a kid, this particular song would fill me with sadness, even though I couldn't quite grasp all the words and meanings. I did begin to notice lonely people in the world around me -- from ordinary "respectable-looking" folks to street people wandering from place to place.
Like this man sleeping on a thin mat on Quiapo bridge, with a sign about a missing woman named Tomasita Chin posted above him. Where do they all come from and where do they belong?