I have been spending a lot of time by myself lately. It works, especially, when you’ve had a rough week. However, while recalling all the things that happened all this time, there have been a couple of stark realizations. That, I have grown marvelously indifferent and that being lone is what I like best. It is not the best feeling that there can be. But at least, I can make peace with the reasons that lead me to feel this way.
“Won’t you fly high, free bird, yeah?”
More on it.Later.