Simplicity, privacy, solitude – in its most obvious sense appears to be opposite of social – though locked within it, is craving for connection – physical and emotional.
More to it than that, certainly.
About connection, how it happens, how it is created, how it feels.
Siblings are something I’ve never had. From time to time I’ve had friends who resembled siblings, but weren’t. I’ve had partners and lovers too, who resembled that kind of sibling relationship, but weren’t.
I find myself valuing solitude in new ways. As an only-child I often looked back on my past with an accurate recollection that solitude was my default position as opposed to those from large families where solitude was sought, treasured and desired.
‘How things really are’ vis-à-vis how we wish they were …
written / published from Calgary, AB
morning walk: -1C/29F, clear calm crisp silence, Gusta wanted more time (I promised more later), my mind needed to find a keyboard ...
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