SOLITUDE

Language has created the word loneliness to express the pain of being alone, and it has also created the word Solitude to express the glory of being alone.

I think seeking solitude will make me a better novelist but everyone else thinks I’m just being an asshole.

But what is interesting is that a distinction can be made between physical and mental seclusion.

I may seek physical seclusion to remove distractions and make it easier to concentrate, reflect, or meditate. However, this is not necessarily an end in and of itself.

Once I achieve a certain capacity to resist distractions, I become less sensitive to distractions and more capable of maintaining mindfulness and staying inwardly absorbed and concentrated. Thus, unless I am on a mission of helping others, don't like to seek any interaction with the external physical world. My mindfulness is my world, at least ostensibly.

So I stand in solitude, I hear the ticking of the clock

Seeking and exploring new horizons deep within myself

As the day goes by so very slowly, Oh I hope that it won't end though
But the secret is still my own and now it chills me to the bone
As I reflect my conscious or unconscious decisions made in seclusion