More and More

More and more of my days seem to unfold with my being in solitude and, again, I smile, because most people, if they knew the amount of time I spend alone, would be more concerned for me than they already are. But I’m OK. Solitude, for most of us, is the best state to be in most of the time. I seem to be far happier and more at peace and more desirous of nurturing joy in my life than all of these concerned people around me. Just more irony all around us.