I often dislike solitude. Sometimes I just hate being alone. I am not sure why. Probably because it is when my mind travels through many thoughts, it travels through both, good and bad. I don’t like it many times.
Yet, at the same time, I long for solitude. I am not afraid of it. When life gets hectic, and I’m standing there with a million thoughts running through my mind. I just want to be alone, to sort things out.
I don’t know how to solve this puzzle. I know I must find my own answers to this, alone or with the help of others; But who?
I don't think I’ll be able to go into further detail about that. There’s too much to explain. It’s not as bad as it may seem. It may even be good, if not now, later. It is just the way it is.
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