i have always had
the gift of solitude
time alone with my thoughts
books
music
so when i leave that time
to be with special people
i find (for me) rare enjoyment in company
talks
ideas
laughter
why then do i so resent the leaving
of these, my special people
i do not spend all my time with them
but what i fear is no more possibilities
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I think it’s the reassurance just to know they are there.
I think so, and as you get older, you realise you can’t make new friends who will have experienced so much of your life with you. there just isn’t that much time left
Wow, SidE, welcome back.
Thank You. I hink I may be writing more again.
You echo my thoughts on this too, sidey. One just never knows whether we will meet again. Great to see you here again. Are you still writing stories? xx
I lost my mojo, but hope to find it in an easter egg this year
😀 xx
Good to see you again after – what – over a year?
One would think solitude would make one less choosy about friends, on the principle that any food is a banquet to the hungry, but actually the opposite tends to apply when the solitary existence is by choice. Then, quality really counts.
exactly, i love my solitude, and you have to be special for me to leave it
Such a ‘giant leap’ into oneself. Your words come at the most opportune time in my life. Thank you for launching this out there.