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Solitude Solitude is a funny thing. I can sit alone and not be lonely. As strande as I am in a foreign country, without friends, family or lover, I can sit and absorb myself in some task, some exercise, something that amuses me, alone. Other times I can be out and about, around people, hearing voices. I want to reach out and touch their lives. It's as if crowds remind me of what I don't have, and yet, I need them ans they are the closest thing I have to company. I may not speak to anyone until I get to work in the morning. Once I am there, and people make small-talk, I long for someone who knows intimate details about me. About how I was here with so-and-so, and how I did this and that, and do you remember the time... ? I long not for company, or to not be alone, but more for connection with someone familiar with me. This page last updated 16th October, 1997.Emails to [email protected] if you have anything to say! |