When the plane lands, I will be truly alone. No one will know who I am. No one knows where I am. There is some strange allure in choosing solitude.
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2 comments:
solitude is for this man only
who can distance being alone
from being lonely
- Keep smiling :-)
That is very nicely put indeed. Is it a quote from someone? To be honest, it sounded vaguely familiar - but I googled it to no avail.
I'm not sure if I'm there yet.. If I will be miserable through it.. And constantly wish I had someone to share it with.. But nothing ventured, nothing gained right?
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