Solitude

Solitude is my friend. It is like an emptiness that enfolds me. The kind of void like an empty room. I love to hear my footsteps echo. I especially love to sing in an empty room and hear my voice bounce off the walls and high ceiling, as if it were singing to itself. Solitude gives me the silence that I need to think, to create, to write. Solitude gives me the space to explore my mind and my dreams. To figure out what to do next. What to plan and how to live. Solitude is a friend of mine that rarely comes to visit, but is always very welcomed.