“Being alone never felt right. Sometimes it felt good, but it never felt right.” Charles Bukowski
Being alone or should I say being with self is blissful right? but who is to decide the extent to this bliss?
Some of us are born this way while the rest of us become this way! circumstances you see, having people around means having varied opinions about a single entity which involves a lot of drama.
and we like to keep it simple and real, don’t we?
We live in denial of our inherent negativity for the most part and yet we often wonder as to why the world is so mean and reckless.despite believing to have a positive outlook, we invariable weigh the cons first.
As soon as we are alone, inner chaos opens up in us.this chaos can sometimes be so disturbing and so confusing that we can hardly wait to get busy again.
We often use our outer distractions to shield ourselves from our very own interior noises.This makes the discipline of solitude all the more important.