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  • Being alone has become one of the most nourishing events in my life. I've never had the opportunity to experience this terrifying lifestyle. It's like I can almost see myself. Some say being alone isn't healthy and that we are social creatures. The more deeply alone I have become, the more space for opportunity I find. Being alone is not a choice I've made. Being away from the world out there is the choice I've made. At this point in my experience, the world is like a drizzling cloud. It's wet but hindered.

    I don't know if life will change or if it even needs to.

    When I become deeply alone, and cross that threshold of "Oh my god I'm alone", that depression of seeing constant raindrops on glass disappears and joy appears. Not the fantasy joy that I seek and live through, the real joy that I am constantly searching for. If I find it when I am profoundly alone then what is the disconnect and is there one?
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